The Alpha Prince's Fierce Bride
Blake, his wolf, growled with excitement, thrilled by the chase.
In the garden, he saw Darina shift into her wolf, Carol, and sprint toward the woods. He shifted, too, and Blake’s paws thundered against the earth as he raced after her. Carol’s black fur gleamed under the dappled sunlight, her playful growl echoing through the trees as she zigzagged just out of his reach. She glanced back with mischievous blue eyes, tail swishing as if daring him to catch her. Blake’s muscles coiled with power, each stride eating the distance between them. She leapt over fallen branches, her movements light and graceful, her scent maddeningly sweet on the wind. The thrill of the hunt burned in his veins—this
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