Zane's POV
As I stepped into the Obsidian Pack's Alpha Manor, Sloane's scent hit me—chamomile and lemon, a fragrance I knew by heart.
It stirred my soul, igniting a deep, aching want.
But it wasn't just lust—it was a desperate need to hold her, to protect her.
At that moment, I knew I was done for. I'd fallen hard for Sloane. She was right here, and I'd do anything to make things right with her.
My wolf roared.We have to find her! Sloane's our true Mate—I'm sure of it!
My feet froze in place. "You said Mate?" I asked Ares, my voice sharp with confusion. "Isn't Evelynn our Mate?" I couldn't grasp why he'd suddenly say this.
Ares let out a pained whimper.No, Zane... I think we got it wrong before.
He sounded tortured, his words tumbling out.I don't know why, but just now, when I caug
