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Chapter 8: Mate

Protect. Protect. Protect.

Stop her. Stop Her. Stop Her.

Find. Find. Find.

My wolf’s voice erupts in my head, pulling me from deep sleep, my body jerking upright. For the second day in a row, I’ve heard him. Disbelief sinks in. Shaking the shackles at my wrist, convinced they somehow loosened in the past few days, but they haven’t. They still hold firm, the heavy iron chafing against my bare skin. Idly, I wonder what the skin will look like beneath if these ever get removed. If my wolf will help me heal or if I’ll remain a marred man for life.

Throwing myself back into the pillows, the cold sweat that blossomed across my skin doesn’t evaporate, without my wolf to heat me as he used to. I will never get out of these shackles. Someone wanted me locked away. I only wish I knew why. I am no one special. I never have been. My father and mother are just regular pack members from Upstate New York. No special roles. Not a bloodline worth much. I guess that’s why my dad was always so disappo
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