Wild, that was the name given to a wolf when he left the pack, of his own free will or exiled. The one who submitted to his instinct, to his nature and was simply that... a wild animal with red eyes, one stronger, more determined, without feelings, one that was capable of instilling fear even in an alpha himself.***The hands moved over her naked and satiated body, they weren't two, they weren't three, they were four and they caressed each area over stimulating each sensitive nerve. Hot food on either side of her face and the warmth she so craved and wanted from her enveloped her. The two marks throbbed deliciously on either side of her neck given the closeness of her mates, her wolves, her alphas.-You're mine--You're mine-–You are ours– declared those two wolves hugging the red-eyed woman with a satisfied smile on her lips.Clara opened her eyes, after having a strange, overwhelming, but cozy dream, finding the same darkness that had accompanied her the last two days. She sat up
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