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Chapter 119

Fern's Perspective 

Giovan slowly pulled away from my neck. Our eyes locked in. 

"Who do you belong to, Fern?" He asked. 

"You," I said. My inner wolf growled in desire. Something about Giovan attracts me deeply, I found his scent addicting, and my wolf now can't stand being away from him, not even an inch. 

"Who?" Giovan asked again. 

"Who owns you, little tree?" 

"You do," I said again. 

Giovan pushed the hair off my neck, staring darkly at the mark on my neck. He draws a smirk. 

"Do you know what else happens on the night a she-wolf was claimed by her fated mate?" 

I looked at his wound. 

"H-How can we mate when you're hurt and weak?" I asked. Giovan lifted my chin, gently crashing his lips with mine. 

"Part your lips wider, Fern," he whispered. I pulled away from him remembering something. 

"You remember it now. Our first kiss," he whispered to me. 

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