Moonlit ice, A wolf's fated mate
“The throne. Our pack’s tied to the werewolf king. India’s father arranged our engagement to secure it. But you—you’re my mate. My true mate.”
Her breath catches, and Zoey whistles low. “Mate? Like, soulmate? This is some Twilight-level crap.”
“It’s real,” I say, my voice firm. “Leera, you felt it at the arena. The pull. It’s the Moon Goddess’s bond.”
Leera shakes her head, her silver hair catching the moonlight. “This is too much. I just wanted to pass my class.”
I want to reach for her, to ease the fear in her eyes, but a shadow moves in the rearview mirror. A vehicle black, sleek tails us, too close for coincidence. My wolf growls, claws itching. “Hold on,” I say, flooring the gas.
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