*Zara*

The sunshine on the trees was beautiful today, but it did not reflect my mood. I sat at a table, gazing out at the yard of the Drogomor mansion and letting out a sigh. Noah had been making excuses and avoiding me for days.

After hitting dead ends with all the usual tactics, I decided it was time to get creative in order to get Noah to open up to the idea of a new mate. I began discreetly interviewing some of the lesser-known women from his pack, hoping ...