Claimed by the Straight Alpha
He growled, energy spiraling outward, the Moongoddess’ sprite flaring, power manifest in raw, incandescent force.
I gripped Ester fully, pressing against him, wolf coiling, teeth grazing, lips tethering, marking. “I’ve got you,” I whispered, voice steel and intimate, resonating through the bond. “Always. Forever. Mine.”
Zane faltered under the intensity, his silver aura wavering against the combined strength of Ester’s power, Nut and Hong’s bond, and my claim. The Alpha realized, finally, that he could not simply take what was claimed, what was bonded, what was marked. The white wolf was tethered, protected, and fully mine.