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You're that Graham?
"Congrats on finding your mate. I'll walk you to the exit." The wolf shifter's grimace didn't match his words. I looked over several of the male's expressions, seeing a mix of hopeful, frustrated, and defeated looks. It made me wonder if they were doing this hoping to meet their own fated mates. It must be difficult watching others find their mates while still searching.
"Come on… I don't even know your name." My mate looked back at me.
"Graham. What's yours?" The way she stood there, a curious half smile on her face drove me crazy. My beast wanted to throw her over my shoulder and keep her away from any other males until I'd claimed her. Before I could ask her name, her smile fell into a look of surprise as her eyes widened.
"You're that Graham?"
"Yes mate, Tsi
