I take a deep breath as I step out of the car, and Kyle's sandalwood scent hits me like a ton of bricks.
My wolf growls in my mind, "Mate."
Kyle strides toward me with his arms outstretched, but before he can reach me, Atticus gets out of the car behind me. A low growl rumbles in Atticus's chest, serving as a reminder that I belong to him.
I clear my throat awkwardly, "Alpha Kyle, this is Alpha Atticus of the Warrior Pack."
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