Warrior's human mate
Those soft hands were ours, not his.
“Good, good wolf,” she murmured, patting his head again as wolf wiggled his tail happily.
“Show me that belly—I’ll give it a good rub.”
And the damn wolf actually rolled over.
“You are such a sweet, sweet wolf,” she cooed.
Alpha, standing beside me, let out a quiet chuckle. “James, it’s official—your mate’s a witch.”
There was admiration in his voice, and I heard others murmur their agreement. I couldn’t help but feel proud. So damn proud.
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