Hunting My Mate
It starts again. It’s a feeling I’ve felt for a year or so now, and it comes and goes, though it has been happening more often. It’s almost a pain but more of an overwhelming sense of dread.I take a deep breath and exhale slowly, and then another. There is nothing wrong. There is nothing to worry about. Is it happening again because I have to meet another pack tomorrow?“If you’re trying to suppress your aura, you’re doing the exact opposite,” Peter says from behind me.This is the worst it has ever been, though, and I sit straight up, clutching at my chest as I take deep, heaving breaths.“Calvin?” Peter asks me, concerned. He eyes me cautiously, taking my hand in his. He doesn’t say anything as he squeezes it.
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