Max Avery
The first time he caught her scent, it cut clean through the cold night air—wild, unfamiliar, and unmistakably his. The yearling froze mid-step, his instincts surging faster than thought. Someday he would be alpha; he already carried the weight of it in his bones. But this… this was different. He followed the trail through shadow and frost until he found her—small, trembling, backed against a fallen tree. Fear flickered in her eyes, bright as moonlight. She didn’t run. She couldn’t. He lowered himself, not in weakness, but in promise. “I won’t hurt you,” he said quietly, though the bond between them already spoke louder.
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The first time he caught her scent, it cut clean through the cold night air—wild, unfamiliar, and unmistakably his. The yearling froze mid-step, his instincts surging faster than thought. Someday he would be alpha; he already carried the weight of it in his bones. But this… this was different. He followed the trail through shadow and frost unti...阅读更多