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And if his attempt to force Fuyu into submission fails, his life will automatically belong to Fuyu. I didn't know how, but Fuyu had told me once, and he never visited the topic again. "You fucking wish. I am Fuyu, and so help me, Luna; I do not submit to any-fucking-one, asshole!" He growled, pushing forward. The barrier cracked, and Fuyu staggered back, barely able to breathe. He grinned manically as he caught sight of a shadow perched on the roof of the building. "Gotcha, fucker."

I’d spotted it weeks ago near Topanga and bought it on impulse because it reminded me of him. Tomorrow was our engagement party, the official merging of Woodhills and Stormbane packs under one united front. But tonight could just be ours. “He’s going to lose it,” I murmured, resting my forehead briefly against the steering wheel. Tyler cried at everything. Military reunion videos. Emotional movie scenes. One time he watched wedding vows on YouTube and had to pretend he had allergies afterward. God, I loved that about him. The way his tough Alpha image cracked over little things that mattered.

Happy. *The mate bond sang between them. Strong. Right.* *Then Arlene's voice in his head: "Reject her. Choose me."* *"No," he tried to say. But his mouth moved on its own.* *"I, Damoew Herstrong, Alpha of the Strong Black Clan, reject you as my mate and Luna."* *He saw Jasmina's face crumble. Felt the mate bond tear. Wanted to scream that it wasn't him, that he didn't mean it.*

Livia retorted, teasing Lilly back. "You're right, Livia. Even I am confused about my feelings. It feels like when we look at him or are near him, there's a string connecting us to him. Also, I feel like his wolf wants to talk to me," Lilly said, causing Livia to fall silent. However, after a moment, Livia spoke up again, "What could be the meaning of what we're feeling?" Her question was immediately answered by Lilly, "Could he be our second mate?" Livia almost choked on her own saliva at Lilly's suggestion. "How could that be possible, when we haven't been rejected by our first mate yet? So, how could he be our second mate?" Livia asked, confused.

Rujin said, Liam turned to them and his gaze was burning in anger. "Let me go! I need to kill them! I need to take my revenge for what they did to Ayu!" He shouted while trying to remove Jiroo's hands. "He's so hot." Nami mumbled. "Yeah." I agreed and they looked at me ludicrously but Nami glaring at me. "What? It's true." I replied with the same answer. "I'm warning you, Hera." Nami said. "Oh please, shut up, I just agreed with you." I retorted.

Posing the question like I didn’t see him out in the backyard with that bitch. “Yea I got caught out in the rain.” He states disinterested. ‘Liar!’ My wolf Lulu screams in my mind. She wants to be Luna just as bad as me. It didn’t matter that we were born with no rank, we knew we could be more. “I’m just going to change.” He states before leaning down and giving me a quick kiss. Now I am left here again with this boy as he is busy doing something on the stove. “I won’t let her go.”

I tried to think back on our first meeting for a while before the name clicked in my head. Yuya. The woman who was obsessed with Kain, right up to the point where broke into the floor where he lived. “Liam! Perfect timing!” Wulf said as he helped me to my feet. He shot me a quick look that practically begged for me to help him. I wasn’t in the mood, but before I could yank myself away from the man, he pulled me in and shot a look back at Yuya and said, “I have a boyfriend! I have no interest in rejects of that fool. Now leave me alone!”

Nari It’s been three days and even though my Lycan has come back once the wolfsbane was out of my system , there is no word on my mate . If one more person tells me that Kurat is strong i will fucking rip them apart . I haven't left our room and when I do I have one of his huge hoodies on , keeping me wrapped in his scent . My Lycan is angry with me for not doing anything but seriously what exactly can i do i am weak .

At least his hand still held my breast in that firm, possessive grip. I looked into his eyes. They were entirely yellow now, glowing with primal intensity. His wolf had taken control. “Mate.” The word rumbled from him, deeper and rawer than Dante’s voice. “I’m Lufi. Dante’s wolf. And your wolf’s mate.” His voice washed over me, deeper than Dante’s but somehow soothing, like the peace I’d been chasing my entire life had just poured over me in seconds. “My wolf’s... mate?” The question came out breathless, my voice still unsteady and jumping all over the place.

“You’re the strongest person I know. Those photos prove it. Anyone who can’t see that isn’t worth your time.” We sat there while the sun set. While the city lights grew brighter. While my phone kept buzzing with messages. Support mixed with cruelty. Aunt Clara brought dinner. Soup and bread. Easy to eat with bandaged hands. She didn’t mention the photos. Just kissed my head and left us alone. “Eat,” Lycian said. Holding the spoon to my lips. “You need strength.” “I’m not hungry.” “I don’t care. Eat anyway.” He was using his Alpha voice. The one who expected obedience.