*Lucas*

I stayed on the beach after Sasha and I argued. I couldn’t bear to be there when she got her wolf. If we found out she wasn’t my mate, it would kill me. I didn’t want to be there for that.

As the stars twinkled on the water, the moon reflected with them like a second sky. I stared out at the beauty of it all and prayed to the Moon Goddess, the White Queen, hell, even Lycaon that Sasha was my mate.

A white flutter ...