Her wolf whimpered. A contracted mate was worse than a slave. It was a magical tether that overrode her instincts, forcing her to submit to his presence, his touch, his bite.
Caspian smiled then—a real smile, soft and sad and terrifying. "No, little wolf. You just made the only one that matters." alpha nocturnes contracted mate ebook
She hesitated, then lifted the lid. Inside lay a collar—delicate, silver-chained, with a single black opal at its center. It was beautiful. It was also a shackle. Her wolf whimpered
