Chapter 8 Dorian's pov.

I stormed down the corridor, my footsteps echoing off the stone walls, fists clenched so tight my knuckles ached. My wolf was raging inside me, clawing at my fucking ribs, demanding release, demanding her. Every muscle in my body was wired, my pulse hammering against my skin like a war drum.

**Mate...

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