Showering and laying down didn’t make me feel any better about my failure with the pups. Mordecai’s words kept surfacing in my mind every time I closed my eyes.

I ended up not sleeping that night, which shocked Wendy when she came the morning after with my breakfast.

I knew he’s cruel. I knew he’s cold. I knew I shouldn’t expect even an ounce of sympathy or kindness from a wolf who killed his father and exiled his mother, but he’s my mate. I am his mate. Our bond’s ...