When I woke again, I was lying in Fenrir’s den.The wolf shifter was beside me, awkwardly trying to untie the cords around my cloak.The moment he saw my eyes open, he covered my mouth with his hand and warned me in a low voice.“Human, don’t scream. Give me an heir, and I won’t hurt you.”I widened my eyes innocently.Then I brushed my lips lightly against his palm.Fenrir froze.A flush spread across his face, and he jerked his hand back as if he had been burned.“What are you doing?”I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck.Then I let my fingers trail over the thick silver fur of his tail.“Fenrir,” I whispered. “I’ll give you a child.”Those words snapped the last thread of his restraint.For the next few days, I never left his den.Maybe my obedience pleased him.After confirming I was carrying his child, Fenrir did not lock me in a cage the way the others had.He did not chain me.He did not restrict where I could go.That day, as usual, Fenrir left to
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