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I discovered my mate when I was eight-my best friend’s little sister. She was just a wolf pup and hadn’t even shifted back into her human form when I vowed to protect her and never love another the way I knew I was destined to fall in love with Anna. After all, fate had decided she would one day own my heart. However, The Bloodmoon Pack has many enemies, and twenty years later, I’m still searching for the mate that was taken.
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Over the years, an alpha’s daughter from a rival pack would venture into my territory from time to time. The first time I saw her, she took my breath away. Of course, that could have something to do with her shoving her boot into my gut and drop-kicking me to the ground. Still, she isn’t mine. I can’t have her. I don’t want Kate. I want my missing mate.
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But when Kate shows up asking for help during a total lunar eclipse, when my pack is most vulnerable, I give in to overwhelming need-and fuck up. My canines broke skin, claiming the wrong woman. Seeing the tattoo on her back brought me to my senses, severing the feelings I refuse to acknowledge that exist between us. I kicked her out of my house, out of my pack, and away from my territory with a promise that I’d kill her should she step across the border again.
