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CLINT
I marked my mate!
My wolf was off the f*****g rails.
Now, as the first morning light filtered through the windows, he was just as content as could be because as far as he was concerned, I was right where I was supposed to be. My mate was sleeping in my arms. My c*m had dried between her legs. My scent was permanently embedded in her skin to mark her as mine. No one could doubt who she belonged to now.
My pup grew in her belly.
Yeah, she kind of missed telling me about that.
If things weren’t so damn precarious between us—if she understood that she now belonged to me for the rest of her sweet life—I’d turn her over my knee and spank her juicy ass for keeping her pregnancy a secret.
Keep the lights off, and I’m all yours.
Had she really thought she could hide it from me? Of
