The Lost Wolf Queen
T.S. Hurley
I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, momentarily forgetting about any the jealous she-wolves here.
We strolled down the lengthy hallways before turning right into a spacious room where Damon's mother resided.
"Hey, Mom, I have someone you would love to meet," Damon extended his hand toward me, and I took it, positioning myself beside him.
"Mom, meet my mate and our Queen of Wolves, Millie."
"Does Millie have a last name? What family does she come from?" His mother's inquisitive questions made me blush deeply, and I lowered my head, unsure of how to respond.
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