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Gabriel
Too fast. I’m going too fast.
I don’t want to frighten my bride.
The truth is, I have no practice in this art. The last time I claimed my mate, I simply arranged the union with her parents. I made my case, proved I was worthy, and, essentially, bought her.
Although she has a mother, Tabitha doesn’t seem to be bound by parental oversight. I’ve learned that in this century, women have free will to roam and travel alone, which is how she, as an off-continent dweller, came to pass over the cave where I slept and woke me ten years ago.
Courtship in this century cannot be that different, though. Her body still responds to mine. I can tell by the way she inhales my scent, the curiosity in her lovely jade gaze.
I would have used the wolf pack she ran with to influence her into mar
