"But then, for some reason, he just gave up on the whole thing," Vincenzo had said with that smug tone of his. "What a coward. I thought he'd go further for love, but thank God you're done with him for good."
I didn't have time for his rambling, so I just hung up on him.
These days, I didn't even want to hear Zane's name mentioned.
An hour before the party started, I was lying in the gorgeous garden behind the Alpha house, sprawled out in a patch of chamomile flowers and soaking up some moonlight.
Tonight was the full moon, which meant all werewolves would have their strongest connection with their wolves. Their power would be at its peak too.
The chamomile scent wrapped around me like a blanket. Lucian had specially transplanted these flowers here just so I could awaken my wolf faste
