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[Sylvia's POV]The scent of dark chocolate and crushing ozone was a physical force, dragging me forward. I wasn't Sylvia anymore. I was Rose. And the massive man standing in the grass was ours.I launched forward. My amber paws left the ground, and I slammed my heavy wolf body directly into his chest.He didn't stumble. Alaric caught me, his large hands sinking into the thick fur of my ribs.But the sheer momentum of my leap forced him backward. His heavy combat boots slid against the damp earth until his knees gave out, and we both crashed into the tall grass.A low, breathless grunt escaped his lips as my weight pinned him to the ground."Mate," Rose purred in my mind, a feral, echoing sound.I straddled his waist, my front paws pressing into the hard muscles of his chest. His black Henley shirt stretched dangerously under my claws. I lowered my large head, burying my snout into the crook of his neck. He smelled like lightning and pure, intoxicating male heat.I opened my jaws and d

[Sylvia's POV]He slowly lifted his hand from my mouth.Before I could make a sound, he sat up slightly on his knees. In one fluid, aggressive motion, he grabbed the hem of his dark Henley shirt and pulled it over his head.The moonlight sliced through the shadows, highlighting his bare torso.Thick, hard slabs of chest muscle. A perfectly sculpted abdomen. A deep, rugged V-line that disappeared into the waistband of his dark tactical pants.He was built like a god of war, all raw power and terrifying strength.He didn't give me a single second to stare. He wrapped the large, warm shirt tightly around my naked, shivering body.The moment the fabric settled over my shoulders, my breath hitched.The shirt was soaked in his scorching body heat.But more than that, it was completely drenched in his scent. Dark chocolate. The violent, crackling ozone of a thunderstorm. The pure, intoxicating musk of a dominant Alpha male.It hit my heightened senses like a heavy, potent drug.The disgustin

[Sylvia's POV]Morning sunlight stabbed through the gap in my curtains. I woke up with a heavy gasp, my skin burning.I looked down and saw the oversized black Henley shirt clinging to my body. Alaric's shirt.The deep scent of dark chocolate and the sharp ozone of a thunderstorm filled my lungs. Instantly, the memory of last night crashed into my mind.I remembered the heavy weight of his body pinning me down. I remembered his hot, rough palm pressing against my most sensitive flesh. The agonizing, slow circles. The way my body completely shattered in his arms.My face turned bright red in the empty room.I squeezed my thighs together, feeling a sudden, heavy rush of wetness pool between my legs just from the memory of my first climax.The mate pull was terrifying. It made me crave his touch again, right now.But I couldn't let my father find out.If Alpha Eric saw me wearing his best friend's shirt, he would ask questions I couldn't answer.I reluctantly pulled the shirt over my hea

[Sylvia's POV]"Alaric, watch out!" I screamed.Carl's massive brown wolf launched through the air. His jaws snapped open, aiming straight for the back of Alaric's neck. His sharp claws gleamed in the morning sun, ready to tear flesh from bone.Alaric didn't even turn his head.He simply gave me a glance and a small smile then he shifted his weight.As the heavy wolf flew toward him, Alaric raised his heavy combat boot and delivered a lazy, perfectly timed sweeping kick to the beast's hind legs.Carl's wolf yelped. His terrifying momentum yanked him completely off balance. He crashed into the dirt, tumbling head over paws like a broken ragdoll.He rolled several times before slamming into the wooden fence surrounding the training field.A booming, furious roar shook the ground."Enough!"Alpha Eric stormed onto the field. His brown eyes blazed with absolute fury.Carl shifted back into his human form. He lay naked and shivering in the mud, holding his bruised ribs.Freya squealed, rus