I prepared to drink myself to sleep for the third night in a row as I had found no other way to fall asleep in the past week.
"You can't cut her out. She's ours!" My wolf snarled at me.
I knew Ariana from her birth. I would have known a long time ago if we were mates. I could not have hated her if we were mates. Knowing that the person I loved wasn't Ariana made sense but then it didn't.
Who then made my wolf snarl and pant? Had my mate bond with Ariana taken too long to awaken or could Selene be mine? To test my theory, I kissed her. I disliked the clumsy move of her lips against mine. It made my stomach churn and my wolf snarl.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to–" I apologized as I shoved her away after a quick kiss, realizing I apologized to a commoner. I still couldn't wrap my head aro
