The Bond No one can Deny

Zander’s POV

I’d always thought I could control myself. My fists. My rage. The wolf snarling just beneath my skin.

But that night, there was no control. Only a gnawing, restless ache that refused to let me breathe.

At first, it was subtle. A flicker in my chest, like a muscle twitch I couldn’t sh...

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