(Danny POV)
On paper, this has been a rough year for me. My mate, Kammie, left me about nine months ago. We had been together for a little over two years at that point.
I should have been upset when she left, but honestly, I was relieved. Being with her never really felt right. I guess it hadn’t really felt right for her, either, given that she never let me mark her. Honestly, I never really wanted to mark her. Mating with her was fun –there is no comparison between s*x with sparks and s*x without sparks—but neither my wolf nor I ever felt a strong desire to sink our teeth into her. I’ve never heard of anyone else holding off on the marking process as long as Kammie and I did.
When Kammie came to me and said she missed her family back home, I knew there was more to the story. It took he
