Two Mates and A Descendant
She examines my wound, clucking her tongue in disapproval.
"This is a nasty bite, Hunter. You need to be more careful. What animal did this?"
"Just fix it, your job is not to ask questions, or I’ll get another one." I grunt, gritting my teeth against the pain.
As the healer works, my mind races. Hazel could be more dangerous than I thought. Her strength, her stubbornness, it's all part of what makes her special. And if I want to truly make her mine, I need to find a way to break her completely.
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