"Home? What do you mean, take me home?" I asked.
"I'm taking you to my pack. You're my mate. You'll live with me and be my Luna," he says matter of factly, raising his eyebrow like it's the most obvious thing in the world and I didn't understand.
"But I'm a rogue," I say, confused. This doesn't make any sense. Why did he want me?
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