Layla steadied her breath but it was useless. The anxiety was taking control. There was next to nothing that she wanted more than anything was to see Solomon. But it had been so long and so much had changed. She was a mother. She was in the Thundermoon Pack. She had fallen further and further away from being worthy of being his mate.

All too often she had forgotten the fact true mates weren’t chosen by mere humans but by the Goddess. And on the night she met Solomon, there ...