How to Catch a Mate
Ashlyn
Sheetal was pissed off, I was pissed off.
The moment we broke into the Den, Sheetal surged forward, rage ripping through every muscle. She and I weren’t separate anymore — not wolf and woman, not mind and beast. We were one, both furious, both hungry, both ready to make the Lions pay.
Their soldiers flooded the streets. Golden eyes, claws, armor, weapons raised. They thought they could hold us.
We ripped through them.
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