His Second Chance Mate
They call me dangerous, insane, and some even go as far as to refer to me as evil.
Maybe I am all of those things now, but me being those things is what's going to keep my pack from having to go through what they went through that night.
I wasn't as carefree as I used to be. I was only twenty-two years old when I lost my mate. I was still a young, carefree pup hungry for power back then, and now that I have that power, sometimes I wished I didn't.
My second chance mate is beautiful.
God, when she walked into that room, she took my breath away, and it took every power I had inside me to fight my wolves' need to claim her and my need to feel her in my arms.
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