The Pack's Doctor
“No, you’re not a possession, that would imply that I own you. What you are, is precious to me. You are mine to love, mine to protect. That’s what I mean when I say you are mine. Well, that and I have no intention of ever letting another man have you. So in that instance, I guess it is rather possessive. But I’m an Alpha, you’ll have to get used to it.”
“Get used it?” I ask, as if he’s lost his mind.
He walks over to me and leans down, capturing me with his intense gaze. “Yes, Yara. Get used to it. You are MY mate; you will share MY bed. If you ever take another man to bed, I will kill him. I will not share your kisses, your love, or your body with anyone, except with our pups,” he shrugs as
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