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Those ruby eyes were so red they looked like they were bleeding. His muzzle slightly tensed—he looked conflicted.

That fluffy head turned toward the palace, and I understood… the strange little game was over.

The morning breeze blew through the white strands of his fur. An untamed wolf—and what’s more… he had a mate.

For a moment, I’d forgotten the most important thing of all… Isabella.

“Well, I guess I won. See you in a few days,” I told him through the universal link of his race.

He looke