Cora babbles nonstop during dinner. As delicious as Nova’s food is, I hardly taste anything. My mind is racing with all the information that I must process. I feel a little bit like freaking out, but the greater part of me is at ease. My guess is that it is all thanks to my wolf. I wish my wolf would talk to me. I have so many questions for her. Starting with my memory and the mate bond.
The last thought makes me blush a little. Does this mean Mason and I are a couple and in love now? Yes, there’s attraction and feelings of protection and possessiveness, but love?
“Luna, you must be so excited now that we know for sure you’re a wolf. With this information it’s going to be so much easier to find out who you are,” Cora’s eyes are sparkling with excitement. “Then we know your name, not that
