It was a boring Tuesday morning when Elara walked in, accompanied by Jerry. She stood near the entrance, looking around timidly, that first-time demeanor of nervousness.
But it wasn't that precise moment he'd seen Elara walk in that he felt the bond; it was strangely after Rydar had asked her name and collapsed.
Liam had felt a painful constriction in his chest that made him feel an instant connection to Elara.
She was his mate, he realized.
But there was one thing—she had a scar on her face. Liam had a younger sister who also had a scar like Elara's. He loved her more than his own life and had watched her grow out of severe depression into a beautiful young woman who embraced herself wholeheartedly. Elara reminded Liam so much of her that he held back. He didn't want to connect wit
