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Stunned, I watch as the glow illuminating my bite slowly dims, revealing teeth marks lined in gold, much like my own.
That shouldn’t be possible.
I’m not a wolf.
But yet, as we pull apart the bright glow of my skin slowly pales, I cannot deny the truth as I watch my power still dance along the edges of his wound.
“You bit me,” Sly repeats, pleased as he rolls over and pulls me into his arms. “Someone is feeling feisty,” his low, masculine chuckle fills the room with lighthearted joy, “I can’t believe you managed to break the skin.”
“Sorry,” I wince.
He laughs. “Don’t be sorry, Little Snack. It’s only natural that you’d want to claim me. I am your mate.”
“But I’m not a wolf. " I argue, confused. "It shouldn't work for me."
Frowning, I reach out to touch where my teeth
