~ Aria's POV ~A smile spread across Thorne's face as he stared at me. I was confused about what had whispered to me. "I heard something speak to me, Thorne," I said to him."I heard it too, Bunny." His smile deepened, warm and knowing."What does that mean?" I asked, my brows knitting together."That was your wolf speaking to you." He paused, taking a step closer. "You’re my mate, Bunny. The one I’ve been waiting for."I stared at Thorne, stunned by his words. "I’m your mate?" I whispered, barely believing it."Yes, you are. My wolf confirmed it just now.""Does that even make sense?" I asked, my brows furrowing in confusion."Why?" His smile faltered, replaced by a look of worry. "You don’t want to be my mate?"Of course, I wanted to. I had wanted this since the day I arrived at the academy. When I found out Lyra had been chosen as Thorne’s pack-picked mate, I had felt a sharp pang of jealousy. Deep down, I had wished it was me. And now that wish had come true, somehow, it didn’t fe
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