A Werewolf's True Mate
"Who claimed the she-wolf had no mate? Her alpha merely arrived with the hunter's moon rising!"
Axel, Derek, and Kai stood rigid at the clearing's edge, their scents radiating distress and confusion.
After completing the essential bonding rituals, Dominic and I politely escorted the pack members from the ceremonial grounds, accepting traditional gifts and well-wishes.
As the clearing emptied, Axel suddenly seized my arm, pulling her into a secluded pathway between the ancient oaks that bordered the ritual space.
"Enough games, Luna," he growled, his claws slightly extending. "How long will you continue this performance?"