ASHVIN HARVEY
My mate.
It still feels surreal. Just like her, I had searched for my mate, and at some point, I accepted that the Moon Goddess had never intended to give me one.
With the strength she gave me, with the qualities that only a strong Alpha could possess, I knew it was a punishment, that was why she never gave me a helpmate.
Until the day I met Zahra-Rose. I never knew my heart could beat for anything other than power and survival.
Which is why I reprimand myself for feeling that way about my little brother’s planned mate. And yet, when I heard they weren’t mated, I felt a flicker of hope.
If she didn’t have a wolf and I didn’t have a mate, what a perfect combination. That's what I told myself the day my father proposed that Zahra and I get married.
And yet, when everythi
