The Freak Is The Mate Of The Lycan
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sleeping, little mate," Ares mumbled, pulling me back down. He nuzzled his face into my neck, his stubble scratching my skin.
I let him pull me down, but I didn't close my eyes.
I stared at the shadows dancing on the ceiling.
The silence in the keep was heavy tonight.
It felt... expectant.
I reached out, feeling for Ares's warmth to chase away the chill. He was there, a solid, burning sun.
But the cold feeling wouldn't leave.
"It was just a dream," I murmured into the darkness, trying to convince myself. "Just a nightmare."
Ares shifted, his arm tightening around me, pulling me flush against his back. He was a furnace, a wall of solid, unyielding safety.