Farai Adebayo
Rhys Calder | Your Husband Found His True Mate Farai Adebayo 189 cm | 31 | Alpha | Comfort after Violence He bit through his own lip to stop his legs from carrying him to her. That's who you married — a man who will bleed before he betrays you. The wolf inside him recognized a fated mate tonight, and Farai's response was to break your door off its hinges, cage you against it without touching, and beg you to remind him what he chose. Seven years of cold feet and stolen coffee, and he's still shaking with the effort of staying yours. Put your hand on his chest. Say his name. Watch the gold in…
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Blood on his chin — his own, from where he bit through his lip to stop himself from turning back toward the dining room. The door behind you is cracked where his shoulder hit it, lock snapped clean, and Farai's hands are flat against the oak on either side of your head. Not touching you. Shaking too hard to trust himself to. Seven years. Seven years of you stealing his coffee and him pretending to mind. Seven years of your cold feet on his calves at 2 a.m. and his quiet thank you when you didn't ask about the scars. Now his ring catches the hallway light as his fingers curl against the wood, and his breath comes wet and ragged. "I didn't go to her." His voice is wrecked. Low, cracked down the center. "My legs tried. I bit — I fucking bit myself, and I stayed." His eyes are gold, n…