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Everyone was asking themselves the same thing.

What kind of tangled mess was this?

When Fenrir stepped forward, Magnus did the same and grabbed his female, pushing her dominantly against his chest.

"She’s mine, Fenrir. I marked her," he told him with a seriousness he’d never used with him before.

"Magnus, what are you doing? Let me go…" Hannah struggled a little.

"No." His aura started to turn dangerous. "You’re newly marked; I don’t like you being close to another male, even if he’s m