Jackson's POVI will never forget the night my mate ran away from me, from the pack. It has been five years, but I still remember it like it was yesterday.My wolf, Max whined as I began to relive the moment again.Five years agoOur bodies rolled together in the tangle of my sheets, fluid in motion. I had never felt anything quite like it. Usually, there was something about the experience that did not quite work for me, did not leave me sated, but the girl had been perfect. She had been perfect.After, I sat on my bed waiting for her to get up and leave so I could enjoy the feeling of fullness that the experience had brought me, and then-“You can leave now,” I said, already settling back into the sheets. I did not bother with finding a top to cover myself up, since she had already seen my form. It was a great experience, but I couldn’t repeat it, because then they got attached, and I could not afford that at the moment.“Leave?” she asked, looking like a deer caught in the headlight
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