He looked at the newborn with eyes brimming with tears.

“Why, Moon Goddess… why?” he whispered hoarsely. “Why is she my mate?”

17 years 11 months later.

Zara’s back almost arched instinctively, her body on fire as she looked at the dangerously hot, older Alpha. Her Uncle. Her father’s brother.

His mere presence pulled her in like a gravitational force she couldn’t resist.

Her gaze wandered down the hunk’s muscular body, devouring the sight in ...