Lizzy’s [POV]

My wolf was obsessed with this guy.

Okay, I knew his name.

Elliot.

I liked the name because it was kind of similar to the one I’d given my son.

But names meant nothing, and I definitely wouldn’t be as obsessed with him as my wolf was.

I’d done the obsessive mate thing. It had been fun for five minutes. Then I’d taken the physical beating and ended up an outcast among the damn werewolves. In most packs, a female wolf who rejected her mate would ...