Chapter 2Mariana pov“Answer me!” he growled. “Are you truly my mate, or is this some kind of black magic bonding?”A few minutes later, the ride back from the Adriatic Sea was silent, save for the occasional growl from Javier that seemed to echo in my head long after he had released my wrist. Matteo glanced at me from time to time, his jaw tight, his hands gripping the steering wheel like he was trying to hold onto his sanity. I didn’t speak. I couldn’t. My thoughts were a storm, spinning out of control. Mate? Him? The word felt alien, foreign, and terrifying all at once.The city lights blurred past the windshield as Matteo drove through the narrow streets, careful not to attract attention. I kept my eyes on the window, my fingers tapping against my thigh, the metal of my ring burning cold against my skin. My mind replayed the scene on the deck over and over,the tension, the electricity, the undeniable pull that Javier had on me. My wolf growled softly, its presence inside me an i
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