Skye's POVMy wolf whined, tail low, ears pinned back—but her attention was fixed on him. She wanted him. Desperately. Her need wasn’t rational, wasn’t earned. It was instinct. Bond-deep. She was drawn to him, despite everything. Despite the years of silence, the pain, the way he’d looked through me like I didn’t exist.I bit down on my lip so hard I tasted blood.Maybe if I stayed quiet, he’d go away. Maybe if I pretended none of this was happening, it would break. The bond. The scent. The weight of his eyes on me.But I knew better.You don’t walk away from a mate bond. You survive it—or you don’t.“Skye,” he said again, this time softer. The sharpness in his voice was gone, replaced with something… uncertain. “Please.”Please.That single word cracked something inside me. Just a hairline fracture—but I felt it.I stood up slowly, my legs unsteady, heart pounding so hard I thought he might hear it through the wood. My wolf pressed against my skin, pacing just beneath the surface, re
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