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o make his move. But just as the recruit moved Stan felt it. A gasp tore out of him when a sudde

him. Stan heard the shocked roar from the recruits and the people gathered but he couldn’t even think about what looked like his defeat at that point. All he wanted was to see the ow

ld who the grinning young man hugging the hell out of Rosanne was. He’d seen enoug

f congratulations to Miller completely faded as he watched the good-looking strapping young man move closer to wher

g me.” He finally br

han heard the voice of the man whose scent had

” Stan muttered as h

ll,” Will muttered as he reached down to touch S

m Will and laughter from Rosanne who then moved away to congrat

d both amused and bemused. His fingers didn

d you can stop your exam

you’r

sed on Will with

don’t look fine to

Stan couldn’t hide his amus

Stan up. He didn’t let go of Stan’s hand even after he got to hi

plain Will?” Stan muttered as he let go of

ver leaving Stan’s “You sure you’re okay?” At Stan’s nod, he turned his eyes

ried to calm his pounding heart. The need within to shift and stake his claim that very instant was hot, urgent, and demanding. He knew that if he didn’t leave the midst of the people gathered, the

he recruits sho

your opponent g

The recrui

Stan focused on Miller. “Good jo

his colleagues started to roar

y touched you, Stan.”

training. I’m heading out as usual but I’m sure your commander or lieutenant or sir…whichever he wants y’all to call him, will like to h

to change into his run

ope your boyfriend is okay.” He said to Rosanne as he gest

sessions,” Rosanne said. “He did look in a h

rning himself an elbow fr

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n fear. The wind ripped through the trees, flinging loose branches everywhere. The huge brown wolf ran; his senses on f

, the mates of his close friends. Will was a…warrior just like him. How was that supposed to work? Was Luna for real? Stan certainly felt anxious because he didn’t know how to proceed. How was he to claim his mate under the circumstances? Like a typical werewolf, he want

helming emotions in the only w