Chapter 54

Chapter 54

“Time flies when you grow fangs and fur.” °) Dianna Hardy

I was not ignorant about claiming bites. Although I had slept through plenty of werewolf education in my life, the lesson

about claiming marks and bites wasn’t one of them. It was a hard lesson to miss, especially when I was used to seeing the

evidence on every mated female wolf I saw.

Claiming bites were just that — bites that represented the claim of a wolf on another. It was standard practice for male wolves to leave them on their female mates, and in cases of same-sex mates, the dominant wolf would leave one on the

submissive wolf. Even learning about it in school, I’d never liked the practice. |)

It had always felt so one-sided to me. Just another way for male wolves to show their mates off like property, even parade

them as such. The female wolf never got to leave her mark on the male wolf, she could only ever wear the mark. |

At school, the female wolves used to gossip about what it would be like to wear their soul mate’s claiming mark. To

them, it was an honor. They didn’ once they’d met their mates and gotten their marks, every mated

just accept the display of possessiveness, they wanted it. And

woman I’d known had bore her bite proudly.

T’d seen the evidence countless times – most notably on Luna Grace. It wasn’t always visible around the house, but

whenever she interacted with pack members, she’d wear shirts or dresses with low collars that left my dad’s mark visible.

You could always the indent of his teeth, the exact spot he’d sunk his canines into her. The mark had obviously scarred

over but it never faded. It always seemed to shine in the light and even more on full moons.

I didn’t understand the werewolf biology that went into claiming bites perfectly. They all looked like bite marks to me,

but to a wolf, it was supposed to smell like your mate, It was irrefutable evidence that you were taken and claimed by

someone else.

So, when Griffin brought up the idea of claiming me, I practically bristled. My brain barely registered the second part of

part about me becoming his Queen. I could freak out about

gaped at him, “Like with a claiming

on his dress shirt undone. I could hardly blame him for

that I looked ten times more

you?” Griffin asked, his eyes shining with

if you’d prefer. Maybe one with a

my mind conjured up

ever want anyone in the castle, even the werewolf world,

wearing my mark?” Griffin asked. He still looked relaxed and

his voice

didn’t want to risk offending him or his animal instincts.

you specifically…it’s the bite itself. Maybe I’d feel differently if I was a wolf, but I’m not.

to have a physical indent of

I’m going to fly under the radar anyway. I suspect everyone in this castle knows

point.

was a surprise. If anything, it seemed to amuse

my teeth’” he echoed, shaking his head lightly, “Is that all you think claiming bites

not reading this book on n??el5s.com,

to dive into the next

them when I lived at my dad’s pack, I don’t need one. I already live

knows I’m your mate ~ I

something primal flashed behind his

a scar. It’s protection. It’s a warning system for any wolf who tries to go near

will ever be able to

there’s no way I’m letting you roam around these halls ~

he wasn’t bluffing. Still, I

like they were new jewelry or clothes. And while they

what about male wolves?

bite they

the implication didn’t sit well. I would not tum

and follow orders mindlessly. Regardless of what my destiny might’ve had in store for

that wasn’t it. (>)

voice even, “I think there’s something we need

bites, about this mate

“Oh, and what’s that?”

traditions and expectations, but I spent part of my life in the

not going to be your mindless little housewife that you can store on the shelf like your

what you think you’re getting here or what

thing

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