The coffee date was arranged on the spur of the moment because my pack elders were growing tiresome about the lack of details; yet I regretted it the instant it was done. Wedding planning had been handed over, so it was not like I needed to worry about the finer details, and truthfully now, it was not like I cared. Because, deep down, I did not believe the wedding would even go ahead. And, after the meeting with Raven today, I was even more certain. The girl was not who I thought she was. The sweet and innocent girl I had met seemed to have disappeared, and in her place was a she-wolf with darkness and attitude. One that was simply not going to be suitable as a mate for me. No. Raven certainly matched her name today — dark. Evil. Cold. Something in her had changed.
I walked away from her
