“Hunger drives the wolf out of the wood.”

German Proverb

It was completely silent.

Nobody moved. Nobody spoke.

I was frozen, like a deer caught in the headlights or like a lamb spotted by the

wolf.

No.

No.

No. Nope. No way.

This is not happening. He can’t be talking about me.

Although I remained still, my eyes darted around the room, looking for some other person that the prince must’ve been talking about his real mate. Clearly, I was mistaken. There was no way he was talking about me.

But there was no one else.

He was looking at me.

And, when I say looking at me, I mean it.

His dark eyes roamed over my body, drinking me in like a starving man dying of thirst. I wondered if he could hear my heartbeat. I knew wolves had superior senses, and right now, it felt like my heart was trying to beat right out of my chest.

We both just stared at each other for a good minute me in horror and him in something, I’m not sure what. O

When he finally did move, it happened so fast I wasn’t expecting it.

to have an anxiety attack, and the next, he had scooped me up and

but the sound was muffled since my face

my lower back. Although I barely had time to register it, his hands felt divine.

good too. Earthy. It wasn’t the smell of some cologne or perfume

was just his natural scent. I wanted to

Oh, God.

happening to

the mate bond doing

he growled and I felt the noise deep in his chest. “Mate. Mate. Mine. My mate.” He kept repeating the

his arms but I don’t think he

nuzzle his face into my hair and inhale. He clearly liked my scent

I liked

“Griffin!”

room, darker and scarier than I’d ever heard it. Instinctively, I jumped, curling closer to Griffin’s

loudly but he didn’t turn around to face the King. He continued to nuzzle into my hair like we

“What is this meaning of this? What are you doing with that girl?” The last word came out like a hiss and from the rumble in Griffin’s chest, I could tell

said but he still didn’t turn to face the King,

you think I’m doing?”

I couldn’t see his

he was not happy

human for a mate. My bloodline will not be sullied by one of her kind.

and his grip on me tightened to the point where it was almost

my life. Was Griffin about to kill me? Would he end my life here and now so that he wasn’t mated to a “weak”

bond but I also didn’t

from him but Griffin’s grip on me didn’t budge. He must’ve felt my fear because he began stroking my hair. “Hush. It’s okay, little mate,” he whispered to me, his voice barely above

words actually comforted me, but at the very least,

going to kill

Griffin? She is human! If you do not kill her, I will!”

Griffin didn’t ignore it. I hadn’t even processed

life by the time Griffin

him.

scooped me up into his arms,

the room looked

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