Page 85 of Good Luck Charm for the Wolf

I feel it.

Our matebond.

Wrapping around us like silken chains, unbreakable and eternal, tethering her soul to mine in a way that makes everything inside me settle, finally fucking whole.

Her body arches, mouth open in a silent cry as she feels it, too.

Like my sweet human mate is just as aware as I am that our magic is twisting and tangling, sealing us together forever.

I keep fucking her through it, thrusting deep and claiming every part of her until I finally let go, roaring as I come hard, spilling deep inside her as our bond locks into place.

The orgasm crashes through me like lightning, every nerve ending lighting up as I empty myself completely inside my mate.

When it’s over, I collapse against her, still inside, unwilling to let her go for even a second.

She strokes my hair, soft and lazy, and whispers, “Claimed as in forever, right?”

I smile against her skin, my fangs still aching from the claiming bite.

“Forever, Sunshine,” I murmur, voice thick with love and possession.

“You’re mine. And now I’m yours. No takebacks.”

She laughs, sleepy and sweet, pulling me closer as we drift off tangled together, still joined, still humming with the aftermath of fate and magic.

I thought I was destined to be a Lone Wolf, but that was all a lie.

No Pack?

Doesn’t matter.

I have her.

We have family and friends.

And that? That’s all the Pack I’ll ever need.

“I love you, Doug. No takebacks,” she says softly, grinning like she owns me.

And she does.

God, this woman wrecks me.

That sweet, honest smile?

It hits harder than claws or fangs ever could.

She undoes me with nothing more than her warmth.

Her words.

Her.

I’d burn the whole world down for her.

But leave?

Not a chance in hell.

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