Shanna took a deep breath, leveling her gaze at the two powerful Alphas before her. “Be calm, dear,” she said to Savannah, though her tone carried little warmth. Her eyes flickered toward Rowan, sharp and unreadable. “After all, my mate beside me cheated on me in our past life. And now, the moment this woman takes his hand, his heart swoons.”
Savannah clenched her jaw, her hands balled into fists at her sides. Theo remained silent, tension evident in every rigid line of his body. Rowan, for his part, looked torn—his wolf restless beneath his skin.
Shanna exhaled, her voice steady but cold. “The mate bond with Isobel is just as strong as a true bond.” She tilted her head, watching as Rowan flinched at her words. “But the problem is, that woman isn’t just any mate. She is a witch—cunning,
