Sting of betrayal
He encouraged me to bite harder, and as I tasted his blood, a surprising liking for its taste overcame me.
I withdrew, feeling another internal shift, this time accompanied by Ralph's emotions and thoughts flooding into me.
“Can you hear me?” Ralph's voice echoed through the mind link, a communication channel we had never used before.
“Yes,” I responded.
In a tight embrace, Ralph confessed his love for me. Overwhelmed, we rushed to a mirror to examine our markings.
To our astonishment, the markings appeared identical. But I lacked a visible wolf, prompting Ralph to stammer.
"Athena… I think… you have a wolf," as we observed the shape of the mark.
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