Chapter 238: Mate Bond - 2

"Now, I know that some of you are curious about the marking ceremony," Radcliff said, his voice carrying the same reverence as before. "It is a significant rite in werewolf culture, the process by which a male wolf shifter bites his mate to embed his scent into her flesh, and the female reciprocates."

"While this might sound primitive, strange, childish or even animalistic to outsiders," he continued, "it is, in fact, a deeply sacred ritual, honored by the Moon Goddess herself. It is through this act that the binding rune appears on the skin of both mates, a proof of their eternal bond."

Violet, suddenly perked up, her mind catching onto that last part.

So, the Moon Goddess gives them a permanent tattoo for fucking and biting each other?

Cool.

Radcliff gestured toward the electronic board, tapping the display where sketches of runes appeared. "The binding rune," he explained, "varies from couple to couple. It is as unique as the bond itself. No two couple marks are the same."

"It can appear anywhere on the body," he said, scrolling through the images. "Though, over time, we have documented the most common spots which are the neck, the arms, the shoulder, the chest, the thighs, the stomach —"

"Or on the butt." Abel, Roman’s beta interrupted him with a cocky grin. "Now that’s a spot I’d love to check out on my mate."

The class exploded into laughter at once. Violet rolled her eyes as she caught Roman slapping Abel a high five, the two of them looking way too pleased with themselves. Of course. Fools.

Mr. Radcliff exhaled deeply, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Ha ha, so funny," he said dryly, trying to rein it in. "No more jokes. We’re discussing something of importance."

to act like a responsible teacher today instead of his usual

people. It is a divine gift,

rejecting a mate bond is frowned upon, but at the end of the day, everyone has

even rarer now is the loss of pureblooded she-wolves during the Great War. Their numbers

but no one dwelt on it. It was quite obvious

Over the years, she has extended this grace to humans, which is

had a fated couple about three years ago. But since then, no

long beat of silence as the class absorbed everything. Then Radcliff turned from the board, sweeping his gaze across the

before we move

else could even move, Daisy’s hand shot into the air immediately, but Mr.

to Dion, whose hand

"Yes, Mr. Dion?"

the man had changed, he proved that assholes never really do. She saw his move for exactly what

human mates?" Although he sounded genuinely curious, Dion was know for his jokes

lips thinned with irritation. "Because you’re obviously human," he

the class while Daisy’s mouth tightened in disbelief. To think the man would

scanned the room. "Next?" he

lifted a hand,

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