Page 171 of Inside the Sun

The moment my climax peaks and I feel him releasing inside me, the air around us lights up…

Literal arcs of multicolored electricity swirl around us like a carousel of energy, flickering and sparking with static light and sound!

What a fucking view!

Beautiful, mesmerizing, and totally magical! Vivid, flashing rays surround us…

"What the fuck!" I shout, completely stunned. Because this… this is impossible.

Impossible just happened.

Unreal. But REAL.

I’ve found my True Mate.

I have fucking found myfated mate!!!

A miracle.

A shock.

Something I never thought could be in the cards for me. Even though we’re the same subgender: here we are!

In this universe, where two alphas finding their True Mate is considered the rarest of all pairings, even rarer than omega-omega or beta-beta, this is actually happening. To me. Right now. A goddamn divine gift.

"What the hell is going on!" Ragnar breathes, blinking hard as he looks around, the light fading along with the last tremors of our orgasm.

I’m still dazed. What a spectacle. Once-in-a-lifetime…

The circle of energy slowly dissolves. The static gradually goes quiet.

We just had the textbook, perfect True Mate First Orgasm experience.

"We’re True Mates, Ragnar," I say in a solemn, serious tone. But that won’t do. My excitement rushes through me like a flood, and then I burst out, "We’re fucking fated!"

My face is breaking into a grin I can’t control. Laughter escapes me, unrestrained, a bit crazy, mixed with… tears. Yup, I’m going mad.

Ragnar slowly pulls out and lowers me to the ground, but I sway, my body still in shock.

He blinks and blinks, looking even more stunned than I am. It sinks slowly.

Then he raises his hands to his temples and rubs them like he’s trying to make sense of what just happened. He looks completely wrecked.

"Shit… I would’ve never believed this if it didn’t happen! Never! How is this even possible?"

Trying to compose myself, I let out a loud breath, but it turns into a silly giggle. I have no idea how to answer him. Did he really ignore all the telltale signs too?

The First Touch? The way I could sense him so intensely? That inexplicable pull drawing us toward each other, even when we knew it was dangerously reckless? Potentially deadly?

Pretty much, we both ignored all of it.

"Sun, purple alphas are only supposed to match with rose omegas!"

Feeling ridiculous, I titter and chortle, wiping the tears from my eyes.

"Yeah, yeah! But you’re not exactly a pure purple… and I’m not exactly a typical alpha either." I gesture meaningfully toward my crotch.

Ragnar stares at me for a moment, then suddenly joins my chuckles, like he just can’t help it, amazed by the miracle of the whole thing.

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