Bloodhound Moon
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“You don’t know what I can do. Or what I won’t do.”
A ripple of whispers ran through the pack.
Ronan’s hand gripped my shoulder, firm and grounding.
And then it happened.
The mate bond snapped into place.
I felt it before I saw it. A wave of heat, a spark of electricity that ran along my skin. I knew it in my bones, in my blood, in my wolf’s sharp heartbeat. It was a connection I didn’t ask for, but it was undeniable.
Ronan stepped forward, eyes blazing, voice carrying over every whisper in the yard.
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