Ronan’s POVI woke up startled, my breath came out in ragged bursts, sweat slicking my skin despite the chill in the room. I sat up slowly gathering my thoughts. That dream, that wasn’t some ordinary dream. The image of the Bloodmoon lingered in my memory, and that Lyra was there as well. I rested my elbows on my knees, running a hand through my damp hair. I touched her, felt her. And that gold flicker as I touched her. She is meant to be my mate, but why? Why her? Why a human?My wolf was restless; I could feel Ragnar stirring within me.“Ragnar…” I said in a soft growl.“She is to ours, ours to claim.” He responded.I exhaled slowly, “Yeah. I get that.” Swinging my legs off the bed, my bare feet meeting the cold wooden floor. The moonlight shone brightly in the room, casting light throughout the entire room. I stared out of the window towards the woods. Just beyond those trees, Lyra was there. Then that voice played through my mind, what did it mean that she can’t resist what is he
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