Mated To Three Possessed By One
I burst into laughter, pulling slightly away from Rowan and Asher just in time to catch Gwen’s exaggerated grimace.
“Oh come on, Gwen,” I said, teasing. “You’re just jealous.”
“As if,” she scoffed, flopping onto the grass nearby. “I don’t need a mate to feel whole. I’ve got my knives, my sass, and my dignity.”
“Keep telling yourself that,” Asher muttered with a smirk.
Rowan chuckled behind me. “Give it time. The Moon has a funny way of surprising even the most stubborn hearts.”
Gwen rolled her eyes. “If the Moon brings me someone half as annoying as the two of you, I’m rejecting him on sight.”
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