THE LAST PACK
Hunter’s POV
She was dirty, smelly, and so beautiful. Mine. Finally, something only mine.
I was sick and tired of the endless parade of women, whether she-wolf or human, that kept coming to my bed. They were always there, looking for comfort, for something from me, but it never felt right. It was just bodies, hunger, and routine. I had only one child, a girl, and even with her, something felt missing. No one cared about connection, just survival and need. But with Emily, something shifted. She felt different from everyone else, untamed, mysterious; nothing about her seemed forced or desperate; she wasn’t here for what she could get. She was just herself. For the first time in a long while, I
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