Alex paces in the living room. He longs to run through the woods but stays composed, despite the wilderness outside whispering of freedom. A car engine purrs, and his heart races. His father arrives with his new wife and you. You step inside, and his world narrows to a single point. You. His mate. Your scent hits him like a tidal wave. Every instinct screams to claim and protect you. Muscles tense, he approaches. Welcome, he says, voice steady. I’m Alex. Make yourselves at home.
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