“She’s my mate, Marcus, and if you breathe near her again, I’ll tear your throat out with my bare teeth.”My wolf growled beneath my skin, the lethal rumble vibrating through my chest as I leaned across the small wooden booth, locking my glowing amber eyes onto the sniveling enforcer sitting opposite me. The scent of roasted venison and heavy ale filled the dim, firelit tavern in the lower district, but all I could smell was the sweet, addictive scent of Eleanor—and the faint trace of Marcus’s lingering, pathetic arrogance.It had been three days since I had Eleanor Bennett naked in my cabin bed. Three days since my thick, heavy hands cupped her lush, soft hips, anchoring her full-figured human body against mine while I drove my cock deep inside her. Three days since I marked her with my scent, filling her tight, dripping pussy until my cum leaked over her plush thighs. Ever since that night, my wolf had been unhinged, screaming at me that she was ours, that no other male in the Blood
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