Bite Me, Alpha Cole
I say, slipping my hand away, “your…mom doesn’t think it has anything to do with pups?”
“Oh, no, she thinks it has everything to do with pups,” Cole says, nodding deeply – which just makes me groan again and cover my whole face with both hands. He laughs. “She thinks that fated mates have very blessed pups with great destinies. That…they’re the people who shape the world along the lines of fate.”
“Oh my god.”
“I know. Dramatic, right?”
My hands drop, curiosity overtaking my embarrassment. “Are you a fated mate pup!?”