Lycans of Lunar Isle
“You know I have no choice.”
Our mate held up her hand, “Ah, ah, ah. I object to this marriage not because the groom and his brother are my mates ...” My chest swelled with pride despite the gasps echoing throughout the temple chamber. She called us her mates. “... but because the bride is a selfish, vindictive bitch whose life ... and death, belong to me.”
Never in my life had I felt love, but I knew without a shadow of a doubt that every piece of my blackened, fucked-up soul loved this woman.
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