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Mine. King Alexander's stance. “She’s mine,” I howled. “Yes, she’s yours, but that was in the past. Prepare yourself and seek out your second chance, mate, but only if she shows you mercy by giving you a chance.” “Who are you talking about?” I asked my wolf, Keen. “The moon goddess.” “Urgh! Enough, Keen." Keen cut off the mind link and retreated to the back of my head. He wasn’t being helpful at all. I was determined to find her, even if it meant kidnapping her. I would make her mine, and I was confident that she wouldn’t be able to resist my charms. I had made up my mind. I would do whatever it takes to get her. I would do anything to make her mine. “Stop kidding yourself and snap out of it. Your charms? Don’t make me laugh, Alex.” “You…” I wondered what kind of wolf he was. The