CHAPTER 21: THE GALA INTERRUPTION
Andre's pov I didn't slow down until I reached the threshold of my room. My legs were weak, my body humming with the acute memory of Zakk's possessive hand beneath the dinner table. The coded battle had ended, and the clear signal had been sent: Tonight, we claim you. I hadn't locked the door. I threw myself onto the bed, waiting for the heavy, unmistakable footsteps of my mates. I waited for one minute, two minutes, five. The house was silent save for the distant clatter of dishes being cleared. The silence was a cruel, final test. I knew they were waiting for Henry and Sarah to retire, but the Mate Bond, starved for a week and then intensely activated, was screaming for release now. A sudden surge of aggressive heat hit the air outside my room. Zakk and Zane were outside the doo
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