''Why? Why do I have to hold back? She's my mate—mine from the very beginning. Claiming her, marking her, was my right. Why did I have to endure the rut for six long years, twenty-four excruciating cycles, without her?'
'Why must I share my mate with my Beta and another man? I should have marked her the moment I found her. Then I'd have the right to stay by her side, to kill anyone who dared come near her, and never have to watch her be with other men…'
Zion's breath grew heavier as he trailed behind Addison, each thought gnawing at him. Yet, despite the fire raging inside, something deep within still held him back from acting on it.
'Ugh! I fucking hate this. I want her; she owes me six pups by now. I should have knotted inside her more, made sure she carried my pup. Then she could never run from me. She's my Luna, my woman, the only one meant to bear my child.'
