Kane
The door slammed shut behind me, the echo ricocheting through the empty room. I leaned against it, breathing heavily as if I’d just run a marathon. My mind was a whirlwind of emotions, each one colliding with the next, leaving me feeling unsteady.
A mate. After 27 years of waiting, I finally had a mate.
I pressed the heels of my palms against my eyes, trying to make sense of what had just happened. The dining hall, the maid with the trembling hands, her wide eyes locking with mine—it all played in my head like a vivid dream.
She wasn’t what I expected. She wasn’t a powerful wolf from a strong bloodline or someone who could cement alliances. No, she was just a maid. A simple, quiet maid who probably didn’t even realize what she’d done to me by simply existing.
Mate. My wolf’s voi
