Thomas stood frozen, his heart hammering against his ribs as Sera's declaration echoed in the room. "YOU ARE MY MATE!" The raw possessiveness in her voice sent a jolt straight through him, igniting a fire he'd tried to suppress for years. His wolf howled in agreement, a primal roar of triumph and need that drowned out all rational thought.
Her movements were fluid and predatory as she closed the distance between them. The long tresses of her hair cascaded down her back, a silken curtain that swayed with each step. Her scent—subtly sweet, feminine, and utterly intoxicating—wrapped around him, clouding his senses.
Of his three mates, hers had always been the most alluring, a siren's call he could never resist. She approached him with a feline grace, her naked body a masterpiece of curves
