CLAIMING MY SUNSHINE
A low, magnetic pull tugged me toward him, and I swear to God, I wanted to obey.
That’s when I remembered what Mike had always said. About mates. About bonds. About that single person that could unravel a wolf. I laughed nervously again—louder this time, trying to convince myself it was nothing. I’m human. Humans don’t mate with wolves. Especially with legends like Kane Rivers.
I took a step forward. My heart pounded, my vision narrowed, and for a terrifying, delicious moment, I felt… wanted. Like I mattered.
I blinked, startled at the thought.
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