~Zeke~
My very essence called out to my mate. All along, the woman we’d been fighting turned out to be the one we were searching for without even realizing it. Now, I am left desolate, empty. Stripped bare of everything, my wolf is gone; Zirah hates me, and for good reason. My entire life has fallen in tatters around me, and all because I destroyed the one woman I was supposed to love.
“We still have the maze trials…” Lyon trails off, and my eyes move to him, where he is nursing the rum bottle in the crook of his arm. “She will not play a game now, Lyon. Not when she is the prize,” I tell him, climbing off the chaise and wandering over to him. I steal the bottle from his arm, taking a sip from it, then another and another until my throat is raw and burning, just like the blood boiling in
