Claimed by the Primals

The dream changed. After ten years of the same nightmare, it changed.

In place of the darkness, I could see the man that pulled me from the wreckage. He carried me to safety and wiped my face clean of the blood and tears. Instead of scared, I felt like our hearts were momentarily entwined. I felt safe in his arms.

He lay me down on the street, careful of my injuries. Those glowing red eyes looked straight into my soul, and I could finally hear what he was saying.

It was a single word.

"Mate."

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