Ryan's POV

　　This day, like the last, has been packed, meeting after meeting. I didn't even manage to go back home last night. But all I could think of was her. Ragnar kept pushing images of her through our minds, and I knew he was struggling. The hunter's mark only went so far, but the burning need and desire to mark her grew with each minute. She was his mate, my mate, our second chance. I already knew I wanted that chance; knew I wanted her.

　　I should have ...