Yuna P.O.V
I lowered my head in respect, my heart pounding as I clasped my trembling hands in front of me.
The rogue king stood before me, an aura of power clinging to him like a storm cloud. Who are you?
He asked. His voice smooth yet laced with authority, the kind that made you answer without question.
I'm your mate.
Starter. Hello, I whispered, barely lifting my gaze. I don't worry, I'll be leaving now. I turned to go expecting silence.
Or rejection. Instead, his voice stopped me cold. You don't need to go anywhere.
I froze. It's getting dark, he said. The wilderness isn't kind to helpless werewolves.
There was no mockery in his tone, just calm certainty. I finally looked up.
Broad-shouldered, easily 6 ft. Yet he didn't feel threatening. There was no anger in his eyes, only som
