Lucian’s point of view.My wolf and I raced wildly around the whole manor, hearts pounding with great anticipation, trying to wear myself out completely. Every muscle burned as we tore through the shadowed halls, leaped over stone walls, and dashed across the moonlit grounds. I needed this—needed to exhaust the fire raging inside me. Earlier, it had taken everything in me not to reach over and comfort my mate. My wife. My Luna. Her scent still clung to my skin, sweet and intoxicating, pulling at me like a chain.But I had hardly any control left. Touching her one more time would push me over the edge. My wolf would surge forward, feral and demanding, and I'd lose all grip. He'd claim her right there, no holding back, no matter the consequences. And my treatment wasn't even over yet. What if she finally agreed to sex, and I only lasted five minutes? Fuck, the humiliation would kill me. I'd just hang myself if that happened—end it all before she saw how weak I really was.No, our fir
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