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The weaker I became, the easier it would be for Liora to take my place. For everyone to forget about me. I needed to get out of here and back out into the training field as soon as possible, and no doctor would stop me. But, at least now, I wasn’t completely wasting away. There had been three books I’d seen in the library before stashed away in Valen’s room. They’d proven to have much less information than the others I’d found, though. Another two books had mentions of Project Nova. One was a philosophy book discussing the ethics of mating bonds. The other was a log of the different types of mating bonds discovered, including first mates, second-chance mates, chosen mates, and lycan mating b

How was I meant to stay without saying a word to a person I love? I walked into the library and waved at most of the students around. Finally, I made my way to the library and grabbed a book. The book didn’t have much information about what I wanted and so, I dropped it back on the shelf and scanned through the other books that talked about getting mated and what the mate bond entails. I let out another deep hiss when I I didn’t still find what I was searching for . Was it that hard to find a book that talked about what to expect when four people share a mate?

LYRA: He moved to my neck again softly and he looked hungry, his lips brushing quick, making my skin hot. My body was buzzing, full of want, and I grabbed his shoulders, fingers digging into his shirt, pulling him close. His hands gripped my waist, pressing where my gown had slipped, and I pushed against him, feeling his hard chest. The mate bond burned inside me, pushing me to take everything he offered. I stepped back, breathing fast, and ripped his shirt open, buttons flying. My hands slid over his scarred, strong chest, nails scratching hard.

Sometimes people have claimed that there was this spark, this chemistry that leads them to know beforehand, but that’s not true for everyone. I sometimes feel like it’s an unfair advantage that the Moon Goddess had given the male wolves, but it’s not like we can do anything about it. What’s been set in stone can’t be changed. Just like the mating bond itself. Once you feel the pull of the mating bond, you can never look at anyone else. It does seem unfair to me, almost like an arranged marriage where you don’t really have a say in the matter and are forced to love the person who was chosen for you, even if said choosing is done by a Goddess. It felt more like a beautifully decorated cage.

“What law?” He handed her a worn, leather-bound journal. Pages yellowed with time. Symbols she recognized only vaguely. Moon-touched language. “The last wolf mated twice,” he said, “wasn’t cursed.” She opened the book, heart racing. “She was a weapon.”

The she-wolf that was by my right at the Moon Calling. She slid a book back onto the shelf beside me. The Dynamics of Mate Connections. Our eyes met. Her face drained of color, and she hurried away, almost running. Was that how the pack saw me now? I memorized the book’s location for later and took a table, flipping it open to skim the contents: history, rituals, the Moon Calling, bond strengthening, life after mating. Everything that was supposed to go right. I turned to the section on the Moon Calling. Maybe an exception had been missed.

“When time shall come , you will know who you are and what you stand for, then you should have the right to choose between whats good and what is evil, to save the curse of the mated vs unmated.” “Mated vs unmated ? I haven’t heard of that before.” “My prince if you permit me I should tell you a story about how it all began. “The mated...?” “Yes the mated vs the unmated of course. What the hell are you thinking? Come here, stay with me.” He snapped at the prince. Warrd drew closer to him they sat close by and the guards in watch for external aggressions. Then Billy began the narration...

The last thing I wanted Samiya to see was research about the very condition Ralph and I were facing, but I could allow her to see the little bit of research I had done on second-chance mates. I cleared my throat as I stacked a few more books underneath the bed frame. “Well, I have a book I was studying a while back on second chance mates. I believe it can help us.” Leaning against the wall, Samiya’s green eyes twinkled as she tilted her head to the side ever so slightly. “This room is yours, Alpha? When I first entered the room, the first impression I had was that whoever stayed here had to be a scholar and forgive me, I did not for a second believe that that person could be you.”

"Surrender to the bond." I watch, transfixed, as Mallory shimmies out of her skirt and kicks it aside. She unhooks her bra and lets it fall, baring her perfect large breasts to my hungry eyes. "Take me," she whispers, reaching behind to unzip her panties. "Claim me as your mate." With a low growl, I surge to my feet and lunge for her. I wrap an arm around her waist and pull her flush against me, grinding my hips into hers. Mallory gasps as she feels my hardness pressing insistently against her pussy.

So how would we complete the mate bond? The older couple chuckled softly. “Dinna mean offense. We aren’t laughing at ya, Beta John. It just shows that pack secrets remain that way even when the pack is no more.” Shae apologized. “What do you mean?” I asked, furrowing my brow. “Well, yer no wrong that a mating outside our race is rare, but they aren’t unheard of. In our pack, we kept a book of knowledge. It detailed everything about mates, including matings outside our race. It also discussed half breeds.” Máire explained.