The Kiss That Chose My Mate

“Lyra, leave. Now.”

Cassian was trembling, fighting the venom tearing through his wolf body.

But when he collapsed, his guards panicked.

“Alpha, only her kiss can neutralize the toxin.”

His hand grabbed mine before he could stop himself.

My lips saved his life. His pride hated it.

Then Theo called.

“You’re still chasing my brother. Pathetic.”

Cassian ripped the phone away.

“You did not cherish her. I will.”

His eyes were glowing when he pulled me close.

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Theo's family all had the werewolf gene. After turning 20, they would go into heat every full moon.