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43: mates

*Jonas* Afterwards, I can't decide which part I liked best. Was it the feeling of completeness I felt when we were joined as one when kissing? Was it the primitive rhythm of Typhon's body as he pleasured me? Certainly, I can't discount the explosive climax I'd felt. 'What a wild night, Cana,' I think, addressing my wolf. 'One to remember, Jonas,' Cana replies within my mind, his voice a comforting echo. But now, as I lay in Typhon’s strong arms, the fresh breeze from the window caressing our bodies, I think that this might be the best of all. He is so warm and close, and I can hear his heartbeat as it slows to its normal, sedate pace. I can smell the salt on his skin and the passion in the air. And there is something so right about it all, as if I've waited my whole life just for this moment. 'Can you feel this too, Cana?' I ask, sharing my feeling of rightness with my wolf. 'I feel your happiness, Jonas. It's a warm glow,' Cana responds, his presence a steady anchor within m
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planning a mate ceremony

*Jonas* The morning light filters through the makeshift curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. I stretch out, my body still tingling with the memory of last night, a night that changed everything. Typhon's scent, now familiar and comforting, fills the space, a constant reminder of our new bond. I find Typhon in the dining room, already engaged in conversation with the others. Fire Moon, her eyes glinting with mischief, spots me first. "Hey, Jonas," she calls out, her tone playful. "Should we start calling you Luna now?" I feel a flush creeping up my neck, a mix of embarrassment and amusement. 'Great, they're all in on it already,' Cana whispers in my mind, his tone filled with laughter. Typhon, standing by the table, turns to me with a smile. "I was just telling them about our decision." I nod, taking a seat beside him. "Yeah, I guess it's official now." Hunter, ever the caretaker, places a plate of food in front of me, their eyes twinkling with affection. "Don't worry,
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Ceremony and wedding night

*Jonas* The air thrumms with anticipation. The cave, a natural amphitheater, is transformed. Soft candlelight flickers, casting dancing shadows. Wildflowers, vibrant against the muted stone, are arranged in elegant bouquets. The scent of pine and damp earth mingles with the blossoms' perfume. A low, mournful cello piece fills the space. Typhon stands near the rock altar, his usual intensity softened by quiet joy. He wears a simple dark tunic, moonlight catching the silver threads. His features are relaxed, a gentle smile playing on his lips as he watches me approach. I wear a deep green tunic, chosen by Hunter. It feels right, comfortable. Cana's approval is a comforting presence. Fire Moon, Donahue, and Donavon stand nearby, their faces alight with happiness. Even their boisterousness is muted. Hunter hovers, ensuring perfection. As I approach Typhon, a hush falls. The only sounds are the cello and dripping water. Typhon takes my hand, his touch sending warmth through me. "Ready
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