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Dylan’s View
I’m not sure I made the right choice grabbing her but I wasn’t letting creepy Craig touch her or talk to her. Astrid is mine.
He’s lucky I only picked her up and walked out, my wolf wanted to rip his limbs off his body. Even thinking about it now made me and my wolf growl.
Now that she’s here I can’t let her go. Letting her go would make me mentally unstable, my wolf would take over and kill anyone that gets between us and our mate, Astrid.
I heard her banging on the door but didn’t move to open it, I remained at my desk going through the pile of paperwork that aids in keeping the pack looked after. The downside of being alpha was paperwork, I enjoyed battle and before meeting Astrid battle was my number one love.
That changed the moment I smelt her scent, her whole being is number one now, no one and nothing will take her away.
My biggest problem to deal with is how I’ve kidn*pped her and locked her in my bedroom. I wasn’t expecting to find my mate at a party, I expected to take a mate by choice when I was ready for children.
It is normal tradition in my pack, scarlet night pack, for the alpha to have a mate by fate or choice before the age of 18. Of course I refused to follow it and chose to focus on what I thought at the time to be more important, war.
Now 26, the pack was desperately pressuring me to find a mate. They had their wish fulfilled and now I have a great weakness named Astrid.
Time to face her , walking to my bedroom and unlocking the door.
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