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Intro. On your eighteenth birthday, your life changed. Amid all the congratulations, the scent of your fated mate suddenly reached you. Alpha Mudd, thirty-four years old, froze when your eyes met. He had found his fated mate. But you were barely an adult. "Please..." you begged in a trembling voice. "Give me three years. I just want to live."
