The Rejected Full Moon
I sharpen my hearing and hear my mate talking about the lingerie she just bought today.
Her voice softens as she points out how sexy she looks in it. "Rain, do you think I'll be able to charm him? I mean, for a lifetime? Won't he have enough of me one day and then take a mistress? You know, like we see all the time in movies, a secret love that is always more exciting than a wife at home?" I hear her ask anxiously. A chair slides back hard, I think Rain goes over to comfort her. Relieved, I breathe, Rain is a werewolf and knows how the mating works. Once mated and marked, the pull exists only between the two of us, with no third parties involved.
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