Luna Rossi: Alpha's Little Human Mate
I recoiled at his words, the possessiveness in his tone striking a nerve I didn't know I had.
"I am not an object you can own, Liam," I snapped, my voice trembling with a mix of anger and fear.
"You know that isn't what I meant," he said softly, stepping closer until his shadow fell over me. "You are mine, Luna, because I belong to you. Wholly. Irrevocably. For a werewolf, a mate isn't just a partner. It’s a biological imperative. It’s once in a lifetime."