Skye’s P.O.V.
I should be glad when breakfast ended, and Arthur asked Thomas to take me back to his chamber.
I almost ran out of the dining room as if my a** was on fire.
The tension, their taunts, Arthur’s defense, and his mentioning of our mating ceremony.
In two months????
I knew about that, but after hearing it from his mouth, it felt more like the day of my execution.
They all knew that someone didn’t want him to have a mate or life-partner.
That’s why they killed his first mate and all those she-wolves who were engaged to him.
Now, I have only two months.
If I survive the threat hanging over my life.
“Relax, Luna. No one is chasing you,” Thomas spoke to me in a low and teasing voice.
I glared hard at him while snorting angrily.
Yeah, he isn’t the one whose life is in dang
