Mated
He growled out with gritted teeth, stomping up the stairs while I swung on his back.
All I heard from Luca was loud laughter, as Giovanni climbed up the stairs with me dangling off his back.
But the word, mate, continued ringing in my head. Though a human, I’ve lived among werewolves long enough to understand his meaning. Then again, considering it was Giovanni that had said it, I resolved not to take him seriously. After all, it was impossible for a human to be mated to a wolf and again, I didn't believe in their blasphemy of a so-called moon goddess.
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