Evander
For the last two days, I had discovered there were worse things than having a mate. Having a miserable mate was one of them.
The realization irritated me every single time it crossed my mind.
I stood near the private entrance of the Founding Banquet hall with Lucas beside me and tried not to grind my teeth. The evening air was cool, carrying the distant sounds of music and conversation from the main entrance. Guests had already begun arriving. Alphas from neighboring territories, Elders, merchants, diplomats and half the wolves who considered themselves important enough to attend were currently flooding the banquet hall.
Normally, my attention would have been focused on them. Instead, it was trapped elsewhere. On her.
The bond pulsed faintly in my chest. Not with my emotions b
