The Mating Moon was on the rise. In just a few days’ time the males would be wild with the need to mate. Driven by s****l hunger to take rather than ask.
And there were perilously few females in our pack. I was more than beginning to worry.
Draven’s words echoed in my mind. This year he would claim me as his.
I hadn’t told a soul, not even Marta. I know what she’ll say.
She’ll tell me to submit to him.
But truthfully, Draven terrified me. He was utterly in control of everything. Emanating strength and dominance. And here I was…just me. I tried to help the lost in the pack and stay from view.
I didn’t even know why he’d set his sights on me.
But every day he was getting more doggedly determined.
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Tonight, I had waited for dawn when I knew most of the wolves were in. Since w
