Gemma’s POV
We had just arrived at Fire Moon and the guards were taking my father’s casket into the hospital. Out of nowhere I smelled a strong scent of pine and sandalwood. It got stronger and my wolf Hosa was going insane.
Our mate is here!! Hosa screamed.
I know but we can’t deal with this right now, Hosa!
I want mate!!
Two men came around the corner, I knew immediately which one was my mate and felt my mouth water and my whole body heat up. He’s well over 6ft tall and Native American. He has almond-shaped brown eyes and dark black hair that has small curls on top. How much I want to rake my hands through those curls right now.
Mate! Mate! Hosa is making my head hurt.
This God of a man walked up to me, dark eyes looking at me with such tenderness I couldn’t take it. “I know this
