Bloodright
“It warmed his heart to see them smile. And for the first time since he was ten years old, he felt that same warmth swell inside himself. Not even when he was about to mark his first chosen one had he felt such optimism for the future. Perhaps it was because he never actually marked her. Perhaps had he, he would have felt the same sense of euphoria he now felt having marked Falon.He smiled and gathered them close. “We are on the precipice of something great, Mondragon,” he said softly, as if saying it too loud would jinx it. As they huddled around him, their excited anticipation for the coming night was palpable. It was good, their lust. As was customary when an alpha marked his mate, the pack celebrated by playing the field to narrow down their chosen ones for the day the mark was reciprocated. By the time Falon marked him, his pack would have decided on mating pairs and when Falon became pregnant, it would signal a wild tidal wave of fertility for the pack. Within the year, an entire... generation would be born and for as many years as he and Falon were together, his pack would regenerate their bloodlines.And, gods willing, he and Falon would set the bar high and have more than a single child.MoreLess
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