Curvy Arranged Mate
The lottery has revealed my fated mate: My enemy.
I’m looked down upon and resented by the pack and by him. They don’t know my real story.
But the lottery magic doesn’t care about any of that. It only cares about fated mates.
So I’m forced to become his mate anyway, because when the lottery decides, nobody can disobey.
I’ve been lonely and alone for so long that my sky-high walls are impossible to climb.
He never wanted a mate, let alone me, but the lottery ritual awakens his roaring wolf.
His wolf wants to claim and devour me, own and take me.
He wants to break down my walls and leave me helpless in his hands.
No one has ever watched me this closely. Nobody has ever stared at me the way he does.
I’m humiliated by being seen like this and want to run.
But he corners me and tells me that there’s no escaping him.
I’m afraid to fall, afraid to let go. Afraid to give all of me to him.
Will my fated mate claim me whether I want to or not?
The wolves in Beaumont choose their mates through a lottery. There is no choice involved. Because ancient magic can see what we can’t: That fated love runs deeper than the scars on our body and the hurt in our heart.
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