Shadows of the Bond
Eight years into our bond, I spotted a child at the kindergarten who looked uncannily like Malcolm—my mate.
Malcolm had told me he was away on a business trip. However then he was holding that child in his arms, gently coaxing him.
"Be good, sweetheart. In a few days, I'll bring you and your mom home. You're my only child. I'll never abandon you." The child smiled, content and trusting. I stood hidden around the corner, unable to breathe from the pain gripping my chest.
Eight years ago, I had taken a silver blade to the stomach to save Malcolm. I lost my wolf that day—and with it, the ability to ever carry a pup. Back then, Malcolm had sat beside my hospital bed and made a promise:
"You
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