““For all their time together, she’d grown accustomed to a brash and confident werewolf alpha, not a man who spoke his heart. “We wolves have another tradition. When we court, we only have three chances. Once denied three times, we abandon the chase. If you don’t want me, Red, I’ll respect your wishes, and you won’t have to worry about me approaching you this way again.” “And if I do?” “Then you become mine. My mate.” His. The thought alone made her quiver and tingle.””
