LIAM’S POV
"Dammit! Dammit a thousand times!" I cursed under my breath, feeling the metallic taste of rage flood my mouth.
I stood static in the middle of the jewelry store, my fingers still tingling from the contact of her skin. What the hell had just happened? I had waited for this moment since I turned eighteen.
I had imagined a thousand times what it would be like to find my mate, the scent she would have, the way my eyes would recognize hers. And the Moon Goddess, with her twisted sense of humor, decided to deliver her to me at the exact goddamn second I had just invited a saleswoman—whose name I didn't even remember—to f**k.
I felt like the biggest bastard on the face of the earth while I could still smell my mate's scent of fresh flowers, which was slowly being suffocated by the
