POV: Juliana Capulet

The mate bond settled into my chest like coming home after a lifetime of wandering.

I lay in my dorm room bed at 3 AM, staring at the ceiling while my wolf purred with contentment for the first time in weeks. The restless energy that had been driving me crazy since the semester started was gone, replaced by a warm certainty that hummed through my veins like electricity.

Ronan was mine. I was his. The universe had spoken, and nothing else mattered.

Except ...