MATE’S CLAIM.

Chapter: 62

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ALTAIR:

I lay asleep on my bed, the moonlight spilling through the open window and casting a silver glow across my shirtless form. The gentle breeze swept through the room, making the curtains flutter like the wings of a restless bird. In my dreams, I was lost in a haze of longing, the remnants of desire swirling around me like a soft fog.

But then restlessness took hold. I tossed and turned, my body stirred by an electric current I couldn’t quite shake off. Finally, I opened my eyes, blinking against the bright light that filled the room, and that’s when I saw him.

At the foot of my bed, his silhouette framed by the moonlight. The sight took my breath away. He looked ethereal, his skin glowing like polished marble, every contour and angle sharp and breathtakingly beautiful. My heart raced as I took in the way his tousled hair caught the light, each strand shimmering like spun silver. The way he stood there, almost as if he were a vision summoned from my deep