/-Draven-/

"She was my fated mate."

The words hit me like a physical blow, and for a moment I couldn't breathe.

Naya. Maleek's fated mate.

"What?" I managed to get out, my voice hoarse.

Maleek stood in the center of the room, his hands clenched into fists at his sides, his grey eyes burning with barely contained emotion.

"Naya," he repeated. "The tenth Luna. The girl you—the girl the curse killed. She was my fated mate. We discovered the bond two weeks before her mating ceremony with ...