"What makes me your Luna, Sergio?" I asked, setting down my utensil on the plate and placing my folded hands on the table. I needed answers, and I wasn't going to back down."Wait, you seriously don't feel it?" he asked, raising his left eyebrow in curiosity. "Feel what? I don't feel nothing, bro," I replied, trying to maintain a casual demeanor despite the confusion swirling inside me."Wait, are you for real right now? You seriously don't feel the mate pull? Like you don't perceive any strong scent around me which makes you wet and a bit aroused?" he questioned, looking genuinely perplexed by my response. His words caught me off guard, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of frustration and amusement at the situation.At this point, I knew I needed to clear the air once and for all about my stance on him and men in general. I couldn't let him continue with any misconceptions. "Okay, I want you to understand something, Sergio," I began, taking a deep breath. "I lost my wolf the day aft
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