Aidan
“So, you are alive.” Fenrir huffs. “Don’t you know your family are going out of their minds with worry over you?”
“Y-Yes.” Esme stammers. She’s shaking like a leaf when she doesn’t need to. Fenrir won’t hurt her. God or not, I will not let him touch my mate!
I look him in the eye. “What are you doing in my house?”
He smirks at me. “I came to collect what’s mine.”
I look from Fenrir to Esme. He has to be out of his ever-loving mind! Esme is mine!
Why in any realm would Fenrir think that Esme is his mate?
Isn’t Winter Fenrir’s mate?
Somebody up there has a strange sense of humour! Unless Fenrir gave himself two mates. Winter and Esme are Lycans, and Fenrir is their Deity. No, that’s ridiculous. But something doesn’t make sense.
I grab Esme and pull her into my arms. She come
