THE ALPHA'S REGRET:HIS REJECTED MATE

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d both inviting and ominous. Among the shadows, a figure moved with primal grace, its form shifting between human and bea

storm. Marcus sensed it keenly as he prowled through the underbrush, his senses attuned to every rustle and whisp

struggled to maintain control, to keep the beast within at bay, but the pull of the hunt was relentles

ent that was familiar yet foreign, stirring memories long buried beneath the weight of his curse

s muscles coiled like springs, ready to pounce at a moment's notice. Through the twisted undergrowth and gnarled roots, he

other's hunger, a primal need that mirrored his own, yet there was something else beneath the surface-a f

f tensed, its hackles rising in response, but there was no aggression in Marcus's approach. Instead

night air. Then, with a suddenness that took Marcus by surprise, the other werewolf

cast he had believed himself to be. There were others like him, others who bore the burde

ened by the knowledge that he was no longer alone. Together, they would roam the night

ossom within him-a glimmer of light amidst the encroaching darkness. For in the heart of the night, amid the howls of the wil

te, his howl echoing through the night as he ran beside his newfoun