The Price of SurvivalThe door slams shut behind them, and I hear their footsteps fade down the hall.My wolf howls in my mind, wild and desperate, mates, mates, mates—like she’s ready to tear through steel just to get to them. I grit my teeth and push her back, cutting off our connection. I need to think, actually think, without her primal urges screaming over every other emotion.For a moment, there’s silence.Then Nova turns to me slowly, eyebrows nearly climbing off her forehead. “What the fuck just happened?” she says, voice pitched high like she’s glitching. “Did you just say…? Did they just…? Whaaaat?”If it weren’t for how serious our situation was, I’d have laughed at the look on her face—eyes wide, mouth slightly open, like she’d just watched a unicorn in spandex twerk before us.“They’re my mates,” I croak, voice thin and dry.And just like that, my thoughts explode.Oh my goddess, what are we going to do? We can’t stay here. My mates are so hot. It’s dangerous. So. Fucking
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