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CORD
Holy s**t. There was a lot to absorb today. When I’d dreamed of having a scent match and a mate, I’d never pictured this. First, we found out from Wade that Nash was the son of an abusive and quite possibly murderous wolf. Now Rachel had just married the guy.
Not that I objected. Locking her down in this relationship was our goal, so having the paper ticket humans required to prove a union was a win, even if I wasn’t the husband named on said paper.
When Rachel blurted out she and Nash were married, I’d lost my s**t. That had been a bad move, but my wolf had been pleased. It was our number one priority as shifters to protect our mates and get rid of any threats. We couldn’t kill a human and bury him in the woods, no matter how much my wolf wanted to do that with Chester. Marria
