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My babies will bite you and eat you alive. Abigail dimly noted that the purring whispers now seemed to be coming from outside her head. She felt a caress on her thigh, hot breath on her neck. She turned her head and was face to face with Lilith. Abigail recoiled, as though electrified; her mind instantly clear, the whispering spell shattered by Lilith's malignant grin. She sprang to her feet, staggering like a drunkard, her head reeling at the bizarre insanity of her position. Lilith's silvery tones rose to strident screams of fury:

Aaron’s pulse skipped. “Dog?” he muttered, laughing weakly at himself. “You’re just a dog. Go away.” He shook his head, muttering, shoving the thought down, dismissing it. Then came the first strike. Something heavy lunged from the shadows, jaws clamping down on his calf. Pain erupted, hot and shocking, teeth sinking deep. He screamed, stumbling backward, hands clawing at the fur, the weight, the bite. The taste of blood hit him instantly, coppery and sharp.

Heat floods her skin so fast it nearly makes me laugh. And suddenly she’s scrambling violently out of my arms like the bed caught fire. “Ihavetopee,” she blurts in one panicked breath before sprinting toward the bathroom. The door slams shut behind her. Silence. I stare at the ceiling for three full seconds. Then drag both hands over my face. “Oh my God,” I whisper to myself. "Mate", my wolf says smugly. “This is bad.” "Perfect, actually." “She barely knows me.” "Ours anyway."

“And they’ve felt the bond too. Whatever is coming… it’s not human. And it’s close.” I swallowed, my hand instinctively brushing the bite on my shoulder. Heat radiated from it like wildfire. My body screamed in recognition, in longing, in fear. I wanted him. I wanted to run. I wanted to fight. And above all… I wanted to know if he would accept me, fully, despite the lies, the stolen bite, the betrayal that had marked every step of my life. But before I could ask, a low rustle came from the treeline outside, and I froze. Shadows shifted unnaturally.

"Not fully...just partially, the bite triggered the bond, but we're not fully bonded, and now your body is stuck, it wants to finish what we started." Luca looked like I had punched him. Then, as if broken from the inside, he pushed up and scrambled to his feet, backing away. "You bit me? Rafe, you knew what that would do!" I stood up slowly, hands raised. "I didn’t mean to! I didn’t even know what I was doing, the rogue was coming for you, and I just....I lost control." His breathing hitched. "So what does this mean? That I'm yours now? Is that it? You know damn well bonding between male wolves is forbidden"

Kolya’s eyes met mine, wide with wonder, and then he pulled me down into a kiss so deep it stole whatever air I had left. “You’re mine now,” he whispered against my lips. “And I’m yours.” I smiled, feeling warmth bloom deep in my chest. And just like that, I became his luna. His mate. His future. *THE END* To be continued: Wolfbait, Book 5 of the Wolfbane series.

Even though I was talking about the dog, my gaze was fixed on him. His face turned sour. Just as he was about to speak, chaos erupted. The dog suddenly became agitated and bared its teeth at me. Before anyone else could react, it lunged at me. In my past life, that was how I got bitten to death. I had tried to grab my bag and hit it, but Thomas had stopped me. "Mom, that's Sophia's favorite dog! If you hurt it, she'll be heartbroken!" Because of that, I missed my chance and ended up letting the dog bite me repeatedly. It also led me to lose my daughter forever.

He pulled off the hoodie, and a gasp escaped my parted lips as I took him in. "Hey." His voice sounded afar as my ears rang with uncertainty. The deathly pale skin, red-orange eyes, and the flashy grin that exposed two pointy fangs, all saw me get sucked into darkness as images flashed through my mind. And at that moment, I didn't know what would disappoint my mother more, the fact that I forgot all the Bible verses she taught me from age three, and fainted in the face of evil. Or learning that the father of my unborn child is a vampire.