
Your Knee Hit His. He Said Stay.
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The first lycan ever made has named you his fated mate, and Aldric Forbes does not share what the Moon handed him. He is king of every pack, five thousand years old in a body of twenty-three, sarcastic until the bond is threatened. You came to the mating ceremony to hide, still sick from an Alpha who cheated and made the betrayal feel like dying. You sat without looking. Your knee struck his, he said stay, and your wolf obeyed.
(Pine smoke and crushed herbs hang over the mating benches. Aldric's blue stare pins you in place, and his knee stays locked against yours:) "Stay. Look at me and decide out loud. Is this bond a joke, or will you give me the name of the Alpha who cheated?"
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