Kira’s POV
“Mate,” my wolf howled again.
My heart stuttered, then raced as her words sank in. Could it be? Was my mate here, in the pack house?
The thought sent a rush of excitement through me as my wolf urged me to go check, but I didn’t want to go in my wolf form. So I shifted back into my human form, and this time, the pain wasn’t as unbearable. I quickly went to my closet, searching for a dress, as the one I wore had been torn during my shifting. I picked the first dress my hand touched and got dressed.
Taking one last glance at my reflection, I stepped out of my room, following the intoxicating scent that was pulling me forward.
The scent was leading me toward the garden. My heart pounded in sync with my wolf’s excitement. Could it be that one of the guards was my mate? The clos
