Royalty
"She's a feisty one," Apollo said, putting an arm around me as we walked, "I like her. You sure you want to make her your Luna?" "Don't you believe in mates?" Ares asked. I gave Achilles a sideways glance, which he paid no mind to. He chuckled at his brothers, "I killed my mate. Found her a few months ago. The two of you are right." This stopped both of his brothers in his tracks. Even I had to stop. 'We're his mate.' 'Maybe he's trying to protect us,' I muttered to my wolf. "Wait, you...Mr. hopeless romantic killed your mate?" Ares asked his brother. Achilles nodded, "Yes. My thoughts were getting in the way of running my pack." "I don't believe it," Apollo chuckled, "you wouldn't do such a thing. You always believed in finding your mate." "Well I did," he s
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