Auren POV

They had bonded two fractured souls finding each other in the wreckage. Whether it was fate or not, the bond was heavy and real.

“Your wolf’s never had a problem with me before!” she snapped, narrowing her eyes until they were slits.

“He wants his mate.” I leaned my forearms on the porch railing that wrapped the house, letting the words fall flat between us.

Lysandra’s mouth curved into a smirk. For a moment her eyes slid back to normal and I saw her beast recede, and ...