Reborn, My Mate Finally Found I Was His True Love

bed, my forehead throbbing and my

window, maid

all these tonics and jewels. He m

n Quinn sprained her ankle, Shawn went to her place in person and filled it with things s

n't let L

y. And a sour smile

me like this, a high-born she-wolf by d

onics he left untouched, spent whole nights outsi

elf he was

every spark of his warmt

I won't be

n out on the boat again; a whole crate of southern silk arr

ut, focusing

nd summons the high-born she-wolves of Belmor Town

uinn. When her throat dries he passes her tea; when heat flushes her skin

spare a gl

f my cup, pretendi

golden phoenix hairpin from her hair. "Let's have

I was a pup, and when my son

eah, your skill is unmatc

, but Shawn stays seated, murmu

, eyes glistening, voice dripping with grie

pin. If you want one, I'll scour the gr

replaced by a grin. "Wh

fingers freeze on my sleeve

and left for dead beyond the pack. You drew the poison from my wounds and kep

es, her expr

and, hitting the ground

me. I sa

rom his veins at the risk of my own life, and kept vigil for six days and nights. When he final

d present, he thought

the wron