Hunted
His touch was familiar and they sent those calming tingles up my arm, but it did nothing to stop the way I was feeling.
“When all of this is over, Riley,” he said, his other hand sliding around my waist, his palm settling low on my back before they slide down to cup one of my ass cheek . My muscles stiffened at the contact, before I forced myself to relax.
“I want to mark you as mine,” he murmured, his voice dropping to a low rasp. “Make you my Luna. Complete our bond.”
I froze.
Four months ago, those words would have been my dream. I would’ve been ecstatic, the one thing I’d wanted for so long finally coming true.
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