Chapter 2: You Belong To Me
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The car ride was silent.
Kade drove like he owned the road, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on the gear shift like he was barely holding back. Maya sat in the passenger seat, staring at her hands, trying to convince herself this wasn’t real.
It didn’t work.
Every time she glanced at him, her pulse spiked. His profile was sharp in the dim light from the dashboard—high cheekbones, a scar cutting through his left eyebrow, lips pressed into a hard line. He wasn’t looking at her, but she felt his attention like a weight on her skin.
“You’re staring,” he said without looking over.
Maya flushed. “I’m not.”
“Liar.”
The word came out low, almost amused. It made something low in her stomach twist.
“Where are we going?” she asked, hating how small her voice sounded.
“Home,” he replied. “My pack. My territory. Where you’ve belonged since the moment you were born.”
Maya gripped the edge of her seat. “I don’t belong to anyone.”
Kade finally looked at her. Gold eyes, glowing faintly in the dark car. His expression was calm, but there was no room for argument in it.
“You do now,” he said simply. “Fated mates don’t get a choice, Maya. The moon decides. And the moon chose you for me.”
She wanted to argue. She wanted to slap him, scream, run. But her body betrayed her. Every inch of her felt drawn to him, like a magnet she couldn’t fight.
The car slowed and stopped in front of massive iron gates. Beyond them, a sprawling mansion loomed, lit by torches that cast long shadows across the stone walls.
Kade got out and opened her door before she could move.
“Welcome home, mate,” he said, offering his hand.
Maya stared at it. If she took it, there was no going back.
She took it anyway.
Because for the first time in twenty years, someone was looking at her like she mattered.
And it terrified her.
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