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Forty-Three: The Next King

The Next King

Forty-Three: Savvy

Letting go of the other pups. I stare at my son as my mate kneels in front of him. Even Ronin is on his knees as Dell is, but he is holding onto his daughter not letting her go. “Give us back our Mate!!!!!” The Lycan roars with so much power that I stumble trying to rush forward before he can kill anyone. “Wait…. Elijah…. Wait.” I get out as I finally reach the side of my own mate. Still, I stare at my son. Blinking, not believing what I am witnessing. What my son actually is.

This huge beast is staring me down as I gulp not in fear but in surprise at him. “Please, this is not the time. Let me talk to Eli. I promise you we will not take your mate away from you. However, you are not ready nor is it time for your presents. Go back to sleep Aragorn.” I say as I hear my mate gasp as the name Aragorn leaves his mouth in a whisper. “Very well witch mother but my mate better not be hurt, or I will hold you accountable.” I hear him say
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