Draco.
“How’s that possible?” Draco muttered under his breath, eyes locked with Edrand who had equal measure of shocked and excited look on his face.
“The lord is my mate?” Edrand blurted and rushed to where Draco stood still with a galloping heart. “You’re my mate, my love…”
Draco couldn’t respond. Was it Edrand that sneaked into the Wilbur estate?
Was he the black lycan he saw running away? Was it really him that stirred such powerful feelings that nearly crushed his heart?
“Was…it really you?” The words escaped Draco’s mouth in a low rasp. He couldn’t react to Edrand’s touch on his arm. He still didn’t feel anything even though Rodrik had declared he was his mate.
Everyone in the hall watched them with fascination because this was the first time people saw second-chance mate
