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

me becoming his Queen. I could

to claim me?” I gaped at him, “Like with a claiming

hardly blame him for his

I was sure that I looked

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

a cute little collar if you’d

cut him off. The picture that my mind conjured up

in the castle, even the werewolf world, to actually

reason you’re against wearing my mark?” Griffin asked. He still looked relaxed

to his

tried to pick my next words carefully – I didn’t want to risk offending him or his animal instincts. “Look, it’s

with you specifically…it’s the bite itself. Maybe I’d feel differently if I

I need to have a physical

as if I’m going to fly under the radar anyway. I suspect everyone in this castle knows whose mate I am by

point.

which was a

his head lightly, “Is that all you think claiming bites

reading this book on n𝘰𝚟el5s.com, you might be missing

to dive into the next chapter—it’s

when I lived at my dad’s

knows I’m

little fox,” Griffin said, and something primal flashed behind his eyes,

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

mine. No other wolf will ever be able to mark you, they won’t even want to try. Argue all you

around these halls ~

to know that he wasn’t bluffing. Still,

bites like they were new jewelry or clothes. And while

literal fang marks in their necks, what about male wolves? What did they

bite they were

sit well. I would not tum into

off and follow orders mindlessly. Regardless of what my destiny might’ve had

that wasn’t it. (>)

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

about this

“Oh, and what’s that?”

you have traditions and expectations, but I spent part of my life

be your mindless little housewife that you can store on the

or what you’re going to turn me into, then you’ve got

thing