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knew it before I did. My soul recognized hers as mine, and even though she wasn t of age, my wolf
knew what was coming. We ve pined for her all these years, and finally she s ours.
 It was always you. Her eyes widen at my words, and it s as if something clicks into place. I see
it on her face the moment she finally remembers, and I cling to her.  It was always you, my love.
Chapter Eight
Gwen
You left me. It all comes flooding back to me now, and I know why he seemed so familiar. How my

brother seemed to know him and I didn t. For some reason, it cuts deep and knocks the wind right out
of me. Why does this hurt so much?
He diverts his eyes and sorrow shows clear on his face. A face that doesn t look like it did years
ago.
 Put me down, Xavier. His eyes flash back to mine, and I see an inner battle play out. His
shoulders slump forward a little. I don t like this. I want the man who was here moments ago. He
reluctantly puts me down, placing my feet on the floor, then takes a step back from me.
I reach out and snatch his wrist and growl. I m upset, but my wolf is remembering that he once left
us, and she won t allow that to happen again. She s taking over even if it still stings that he did it.
Pulling him by the wrist, I make my way to the bed. He doesn t fight me, coming easily with me. I
motion for him to sit and he does. It makes me smile. I love how he s so willing to do what I ask.
Some male wolves aren t like that, but I don t think my mate worries about who s really alpha
between us, because he clearly is. He seems to be more interested in making me happy.
When he sits, I climb onto his lap and fight the urge to slide him inside me once again. Some of
the need has lessened, but I know it will be back soon and will only grow with each day until the full
moon. I m not sure how it s going to be possible because I already feel utterly consumed. I m not sure
there ll be anything left of us if we have to go at it for days.
He still shies away from looking at me, and I grab his face in my hands to make him look right into
my eyes. A flash of his wolf comes through, and the hunger for me is there before he pulls it back and
tries to look away.
 You said you d always watch me, I remind him, and I think back to when he used to watch me.
It makes so much sense now. How I always felt so protected when he was near. The draw I felt
towards him was something I d never had for another person. Then he was gone, leaving an ache
inside me.
Now he s back. He s my mate, and I only see traces of the man who was there before. I rub my
thumbs along his prominent cheekbones, and now more than ever it s clear he s been in the wild.
What caused him to leave me all those years ago? Sure, we didn t know we were mates; we couldn t
have. I was too young and wouldn't have come of age until I was eighteen.
I still remember my eighteenth birthday. I was so scared I would find my mate amongst one of the
local wolves, and now I know why I had that fear. In the back of my mind, I wanted it to be him.
When he doesn t answer me, I push on.  I think you got hotter.
His mouth parts at my words, and I lean down to take his lips. Pushing my tongue into his mouth, I
taste his sweetness and moan at the flavor. He flips me over onto the bed so I m beneath him once
more. He deepens the kiss, his dominance returning. I love the way he makes me feel like a woman. I
relish it for a moment before I strike.
I want back the confidence he had when he pinned me to the wall and fucked me like he owned
me. Grabbing him by the hair, I pull his head back from me, breaking our kiss.
 Why did you stop watching me? I growl out the question, letting my aggression flow. I want him
on edge with me.
 You deserved better. I couldn t protect them. How could I ever protect you? Your brother gave
me that reminder when he caught me watching you.
I growl again and use my legs to flip him over. He goes to flip me back, but I place my hands
softly on his chest and the gentle touch stops him.
His answer confuses me.  Who did you not protect?
 My mother and sister. They were killed by hunters when I was&  I know what he can t say.
When he was watching me.
 Your brother caught me outside your window watching you sleep and told me what happened. He
told me to stay away from you. He takes a deep breath, looking deep into my eyes.  That day I lost
everything.
 Am I not here right now, Xavier? You haven t lost everything. He sits up with me still in his
lap, pulling me so we are chest to chest.
 I don t deserve you, but I m keeping you. You re here and you ll go nowhere I m not. I should
correct him and tell him I ll go wherever I please, but I like the idea that he wants me by his side at
all times. While it might not be possible, we can play with the idea for now.
I rub his long hair and beard and try to offer him some comfort.  You couldn t have watched them
every second of every day, my sweet mate. I try to reason with him. Everyone shifts and goes out
into the woods, oftentimes alone. I do it myself.
 I ll never take my eyes off you. I ve learned my lesson. No one gets close to you. I ignore his
words because that s not something I m going to touch right now. Not with the heat happening. I m
bound to get fucked through the floor so he can prove his point. While it does sound appealing, I have
a feeling I m going to have my hands full with my wildly aggressive mate regardless of his having to
prove anything.
 Where have you been? I ask, changing the subject.
 In the wild. He confirms what I thought might be true. It explains a lot. Why he s so much
wilder than the rest of us. I m not sure if he s even a member of our pack.
 I thought as much. It s made you look more rugged. Like a sexy lumberjack, I tease, running my
fingers through his beard. His eyes narrow on me.  Not that I ve seen a sexy lumberjack. I bite the
inside of my cheek to stop myself from giggling at his jealousy.
 I build houses, I don t chop wood, he informs me, but I don t care. My lumberjack fantasy is
still holding strong. I m going to have to get him a few flannel shirts.
 So you don t have an axe? Maybe you can just chop some logs for me.
He goes to get up and I grab hold of him, laughing.  Not right now! I can t stop the giggle that
pours from me.
He flips me back onto the bed and I stop laughing, desire taking over.
 Do it again.
 What? I ask, wrapping my legs around him, wanting him inside me again.
 Laugh. I like the sound.
 I think we ll have lots of laughter, my mate, but right now I need you to make me cum. Fill me
again.
This time, when he does what I ask, it s soft and slow. Xavier makes love to me until I pass out in
his arms.
Chapter Nine
Xavier
I wake up after having passed out with Gwen on top of me. I m still hard inside her, and feeling her
warmth around my big cock is wonderful. It s the first morning since I lost everything that I didn t
wake up with a pain in my chest. No, all that greets me today is happiness, a feeling I haven't felt in so
long it s almost foreign. Taking a deep breath, I inhale her scent, and my wolf rolls around happily
inside me. We have our mate and she s bound to us. I thrust up a little, just wetting my cock with her
sweet juices, needing her again already.
I m not sure how long we slept, but it s still dark outside. I can t help but run my hands along her
body, wanting to explore every inch. Gently, I roll us over, and Gwen stretches lazily then goes back
to sleep. I carefully pull out of her pussy, and she lets out a small whine before she drifts off again. I
don t know if she will like me just looking at her, but I want to see all of my mate. I need to know
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