WOLVES OF WINTER MOON
The bond flared violently, intertwining with the surge of lust and power, making their hearts beat as one.
“Kiss me,” she whispered. “I need you now.”
Rylan obeyed immediately, lips crushing hers, teeth grazing her jaw in a fierce, possessive hunger. Their bodies pressed together, skin to skin, and the intensity of the bond amplified every sensation—pain, pleasure, desperation, power. The magic between them screamed, roaring with the fire of their connection.
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