“Emily is your f*****g mate?”
“That’s right.”
“But she’s…human.”
“Pretty f*****g sad story, isn’t it?”
Rhys's brain was now on overload. First was the unidentified wolf who killed Randy Dahl; then there’s Jessie, now this – Emily’s ex-boyfriend who was just like him, and worse, she was his mate. Why didn’t he sense Logan the first time they met? Why didn’t his wolf not feel Logan’s wolf? After years of using the vial to sedate his wolf, could he be losing his senses when he’s in his human form?
He was losing control, and he was determined not to fall apart in front of Emily’s mate. He cringed. The fact that Emily was a mate to another wolf hung heavy in the air for him. It had hurt him.
He hated Logan.
He drew in a steady breath as he took two beers from his refrigerator and offered
