33. The Price Of A Mate-1

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Damien I do not even think after my father’s voice snaps through the mind link. I move. The second I get outside the dorm building I strip my shirt off while walking fast toward the tree line behind campus housing. Shoes come off next. Jeans next. I shove everything into the hollow space behind the old fence where Ethan and I always stash clothes before shifting. My wolf is already pushing forward, restless and pissed and alert in a way that tells me this night is going to end badly. I shift mid stride. The world sharpens immediately. The run home is fast and brutal. Cold air cuts through my fur as I tear across the territory. Every step eats distance. Every breath burns. My wolf keeps pushing harder because my father never calls me home like that unless something serious already ex

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