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She turned to me again, that same smile still fixed on her face.
“It means he has marked you as his.”
I frowned. He had said something like that last night, about mark.
“You’re confusing me,” I blurted out. I just wanted answers—nothing more. Then I could be done with this. Maybe even resign, find another job, and figure out how to explain everything to my mother.
Danae stepped closer, her eyes locking onto mine. She lifted both hands and placed them gently on my shoulders.
“In the werewolf world,” she said calmly, “a wolf can only have one mate—unless the Moon Goddess chooses to grant them a second chance mate.”
My confusion only deepened. Was she seriously saying they were… werewolves?
I flicked my gaze to Mr. Chester. He was staring at me intensely, unblinking. Even when
