T W E N T Y – T W O .Dahlia. “Where are we going?” I ask, looking at my handsome mate who was tugging me right behind him, and I followed. He looked back at me and smiled. Damn, I didn’t notice he looked even better up close. His attractiveness lies on when you get a closer look. He stops suddenly, pinning me in a corner against the wall. My heart thumped erratically and I do not know what to do. Meanwhile, my wolf is over the moon just seeing, touching, feeling our mate this close. My heart pounded rhythmically with the throbbing of my head. His scent makes me woozy, I don’t even know why. Is it the mate bond? Is it how the bond is supposed to make me feel? All my life, my mother drilled into me the importance of mates. How we must cherish it, never let it go. I want to keep her memory close to my heart, so perhaps, I will give it a try. I lifted my eyes. Tatum looks even more handsome up close, the moonlight shining over his eyes as he stares down at me. “Wanna get ou
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