Dominic’s POV
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I watched Reba’s confused expression, her brows knitted together as she tried to process everything I’d just exined about the <b>mark </b>on my neck. <b>The </b>Alpha rage that had consumed me moments ago began to subside, reced by a strange mixture of vulnerability and tenderness that I rarely allowed myself to feel.
“I shouldn’t be mad at you for not understanding the meaning of marking werewolves,” I admitted, taking a step toward her. The moonlight filtering through the trees cast silver patterns across her face, highlighting the uncertainty in her eyes.
I reached for her <b>hand</b>, relieved when she didn’t pull away. Her skin was soft and warm against my calloused palm, sending that <b>now</b>–familiar current of electricity through my body. The wolf inside me, still agitated from our misunderstanding, began to settle.
“I promise you this, Reba,” I said, my voice low and steady. “I won’t end what’s between us because of a momentary mood or misunderstanding. And I will never seek another while you’re in my life.”
Her eyes widened slightly, tears gathering at the corners. I could smell the salt of them, mixed with the unique scent that was purely hers–like wildflowers after rain, with notes of honeysuckle that seemed to intensify whenever she
<b>was </b>close to me.
“But in return,” I continued, my voice dropping to a more serious tone, “you must ept my full protection. No more hiding dangers or threats from me. No more facing problems alone when they involve the pack or its members.”
Reba nodded<b>, </b>a tear finally escaping and trailing <b>down </b>her cheek. I brushed it away with my thumb, allowing myself the luxury of caressing her face.
I pulled her into my arms then, burying my face in her neck and inhaling deeply. Her scent was intoxicating. calming thest remnants of my wolf’s agitation. “You’re never a burden, little doe. Never that.”
I held her like <b>that </b>for a long moment, savoring the way her body fit against mine, the sound of her heartbeat synchronizing with my own. It felt right in a way I couldn’t fully articte–even to myself.
“Tonight I’ll stay with you,” I murmured against her hair. “Tomorrow I’ll return to handle pack business. But for now, just let me be here with you.”
She nodded against my chest, and I felt something inside me settle–a piece falling into ce that I hadn’t realized was missing.
Later that night, Iy beside Reba <b>in </b>her suite at the resort, watching the steady rise and fall of her chest as she slept. The moonlight streaming through the windows painted her skin in <b>silver </b>and shadow, making her look almost otherworldly. My fingers itched to trace the curve of her cheek, but I didn’t want to wake <i>her</i>.
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Instead, I stared at the ceiling, my thoughts caring despite my physical exhaustion. Id never told her that she was my true mate. Not just someone | attracted to, not just a human women who had somehow managed to mark nie, <b>but </b>my actual destined mate–the one the Moon Goddess had chosen for me
It wasn’t just fear of those <b>families </b>who opposed humans integrating into the pack that kept me silent. Though that danger was real enough–there were elders who would go to extreme lengths to prevent a human from bing Luna<b>, </b>especially with my ascension to Alpha approaching.
No, <b>what </b>truly held my tongue was the knowledge that Reba had just escaped one form of maniption. William had controlled her, lied to her, made her believe in a future that was never real. If I told her now that we were destined mates–that <b>an </b>ancient magic had bound us together before we even met–wouldn’t that feel like another form of entrapment to her?
My fingers found their way to <b>the </b>mark on my neck, tracing the slightly raised skin where her teeth had broker through. The connection hummed beneath my touch, warm and alive. She’d <b>marked </b>me instinctively, without even knowing what it meant. How could I burden her with the knowledge that this wasn’t just a choice, but destiny<b>? </b>
When I officially <b>took </b>the Alpha position, I would tell her everything. I would exin what it meant to be Luna, <b>what </b>our connection truly signified. And then I <b>would </b>ask–not demand, but ask–if she would ept the role, ept me,pletely.
Though Silver Moon Shadow had never had a human Luna before, I was working to change that. Marcus and several of the younger elders were already on my side. Change wasing to the pack, whether the old guard liked it or
not.
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