Worshipping His Human Luna
The beast lunged forward, clawing at Roman’s consciousness, pacing and panting against the confines of his ribs.
Mate, the beast purred, a dark, vibrating hum of absolute reverence.
Roman stared down at the woman in his grip. She was petite, but there was a fierce, vibrant energy radiating from her. Her hair fell in disheveled waves around a face that completely paralyzed him. Wide, expressive hazel eyes stared back up at him, framed by dark lashes. Her skin was flushed with the sudden shock of the collision. She was perfect. She was flawless.
And she was entirely, undeniably human.
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