The Alpha King's Human Mate by HC Dolores

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

sentence – the part about me becoming his Queen.

him, “Like with a claiming bite?” He was splayed out beside me,

hardly blame

that I looked ten times more

prefer me to claim you?” Griffin asked, his eyes shining with amusement. “I suppose I

collar if you’d prefer. Maybe

my mind conjured up was definitely humiliating but not completely

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

asked. He still looked

his voice

to risk offending him or his animal instincts.

nothing to do with you specifically…it’s the bite itself. Maybe I’d feel differently if I

a physical indent

not as if I’m going to fly under the radar anyway. I

point.

which was a surprise. If anything, it seemed to amuse

echoed, shaking his head lightly, “Is that all you

that if you’re not reading this

to dive into the next chapter—it’s

they?” I shot back. “I’ve seen plenty of them when I lived at my dad’s pack, I don’t

here knows I’m your mate ~ I don’t need a bite

little fox,” Griffin said, and something primal flashed

It’s protection. It’s a warning system for any wolf who tries to go near you. They’ll smell

No other wolf will ever be able to mark you, they

roam around these halls

enough to know that he wasn’t bluffing. Still, I continued to push. All I

gushed over their claiming bites like they were

necks, what about male wolves? What

they were expected

how hard I tried, the implication didn’t sit well. I would not tum into another

mindlessly. Regardless of what my destiny

that wasn’t it. (>)

my voice even, “I think there’s something

about

“Oh, and what’s that?”

spent part of my life in the human world,” I

I’m not going to be your mindless little housewife that you

what you’re going to turn me

thing