Lust or Mate?

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“Drink! Drink! Drink!” The chant filled the air, echoing through the room as they cheered Azarios on, urging him to down another shot. The atmosphere was charged with excitement and reckless abandon as Alafia’s friend Lex held a bottle of gin while the rest of their group cheered on. The game they played was a raucous challenge, where the loser would endure five shots and then perform a lap dance for the victor. Azarios, resolute and undeterred, downed each shot, fueling the fervor of the group.
Alafia placed a chair at the center of the makeshift dance floor, guiding Gyda to take her place, and the guys erupted in cheers and excitement as the music played, setting the perfect ambiance for what was about to unfold. Anticipation filled the air, heightening the collective energy as Azarios slowly unbuttoned his shirt. Each movement met with a symphony of enthusiastic shouts and gasps from the rowdy group. His eyes sparkled mischievously as he gently guided Gyda’s hands away from her face, urging her to keep her gaze fixed on him while his hips moved in perfect harmony with the pulsating music.
Meanwhile, Alafia couldn’t help but stare, captivated by the sight of Azarios’ chiseled chest bathed in the soft glow of the fairy lights. The dedication and effort he had put into maintaining his physique were impossible to ignore, and she found herself transfixed, drooling in appreciation.
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Alafia Whitlock had always yearned for the arrival of her wolf; however, with that came the prospect of finding her mate, which she wasn’t too excited about. She believed that finding one’s mate marked the end of one’s freedom. So, when the clock struck 12:01 a.m. and the long-awaited moment failed to materialize, Alafia seized the extended freedom with both hands, determined to make it count. She refused to reserve herself for a mate who might not appreciate her in the same way.
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Can be read as a stand-alone
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