He wasn’t being cruel, just honest. Painfully honest. And the truth was... everything he said was right.
For a man I barely knew, who had never once spoken directly to me before now, Lupercus seemed to understand the storm inside me with alarming clarity. His words were laced with wisdom. And somehow, every syllable he spoke reached places I hadn’t dared to touch in myself.
“I know the concept of ‘mate’ doesn’t make sense to you,” he continued. “And that’s okay. Even among supernaturals, only Lycans truly understand what it means or what it feels like.”
He glanced out the window.
“To be tethered to someone, Narine… it’s not something you can easily explain. There are no words that do it justice. It’s like…” he struggled a little, gesturing vaguely, “...feeling something awaken in your
