"Mate..."That word with all of its weight and meaning carelessly slipped past my lips, Griffin my wolf had catapulted me me off my esteemed seat at the crown of the pack hall the second a strange woman with scarlet hair covering face reaching past her hips desperately in need of anything resembling a comb. She ran like she had been blinded, without direction or purpose other than to take herself far from whatever was behind her. The rags on her body, or at least what was remaining of it and the shackle on her neck told me enough of her status. And yet without thought my body reached for hers, the second her fingers touched mine the room began to spin, I got distracted and that word fell out of my mouth just like that. She tilted her head up, the Scarlet cutting giving way to pear-shaped face, with cracked yet full lips, sunken cheekbones... But her eyes. One look at those emerald eyes and I felt like I had been lost in a forest, and I didn't know how to get out. Or if I even wa
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