The One He Saved
I say softly.
“Well, Corey’s an idiot all around, but he also wasn’t your fated mate. I am. You, Dawn, and any future pups you have were always meant to be mine, not his,” he says possessively.
He lifts Dawn and kisses her chubby cheek. “Right, baby girl?”
She shifts and then we both hear the wet release before we smell it. I slap a hand over my mouth to stop the laughter as Dante goes very still.
“Hmm, not the answer I was hoping for. We’ll assume that was meant for Corey, not me,” he says, before laying her down and starting to process of changing her again.