His Highlander Luna
My wolf whimpered in my head, and I reluctantly tightened my grasp on her upper arms, shaking her roughly a couple more times, staring down into her rich chocolate eyes.
“Bridgette is the daughter of the Lycan King. The king of all kings you stupid little witch. She is destined to become the Queen, and as her mate, I will become the prince consort, and even if I cannot take the crown beside her, my children will. That is why I cannot mark you. It must be her.” She froze in my arms and stared at me blindly, her mouth gaped open, like I had slapped her. She behaved like she was in shock and trying processing everything, so after a moment I shoved her back away from me to regain her attention.
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