Kane
Brielle. The name sounded like sunshine and the ocean breeze, crisp and perfect, something I wanted to caress and savor on my tongue. It fit her, and it was burned into my memory right along with her facial expression when our skin touched for the first time. Pure, unadulterated bliss.
I’d felt the same, but had been unable to tear my eyes from her face, this complete stranger who had already sunk her claws straight into my heart.
How? How was it possible to feel such a soul-deep connection to a complete stranger? Yet I could no more deny it than I could my lungs their next breath. She… she was mine. My mate. But how could she be, when she’d never have the strength to lead a pack by my side? When I dropped her hand to face the curious she-wolf across the hall, reality had rushed ri
