His Mate, His Woman

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ANDREW "Let me take care of you alright?"Andrew asked the tiny woman who looked like she would pass out anytime soon. Her eyes were fixed on him but deep down he knew that she was scared of him, scared of what she had just seen. When she nodded at his request, he felt the hairs at the back of his head stand at alert. Just sitting with her in that bathtub had damaged his senses completely. He had been so foolish to think that he would be able to curb this anger—this burning need but he couldn't. He wouldn't. Just seeing her n***d had already set his wolf on the edge. He wanted to touch her, kiss her, taste her and he was unapologetic about it. She is his! His woman! His mate to keep. Reaching out to her in the bathtub, he held her by the hand and pulled her up slowly till she was stan

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