First message
The moment she entered the room, everything shifted. Her presence hit me like a jolt, and I knew, instinctively—she was mine. I hadn’t sought a mate, yet the bond was undeniable, pulling at something deep inside. Her scent, her eyes, everything about her called to me where she stood among the other women who had volunteered to come to my pack. Struggling to maintain control of my wolf I keep my voice steady as I welcome them all, trying to focus on the task and not the mate bond pulling at me