DERRICK POV
*i wanna be your slave - Maneskin*
I was living a f*****g dream.
My mate—my beautiful, fierce, sunshine-and-fire mate—wanted to claim me.
Me.
Us.
Now.
And who the hell was I to tell her no?
Who was I to insist we speak to her fathers first, or wait for some symbolic ceremony, or pretend for even a second that this—this thing burning between us—could be postponed?
I wasn’t that strong. I wasn’t that stupid.
I was no one. Just a man—a wolf—who’d waited his whole life to find the one soul that could tame him.
And now she was here.
On top of Dalton.
Staring at me.
Setting my blood on fire.
She rolled her hips once—slow, filthy, divine—and Dalton arched beneath her with a groan I felt echo in my spine. Her eyes, bright as molten gold, locked with mine, and I swear the
