Eric POV
Stupid King Jag. If he knew what was going on, I would kill him. He sent me here with a made-up story about a made-up pack and I don’t know if they believed me or not. I don’t know why they think she is my mate. My wolf didn’t recognize her and they said I had died. I don’t remember dying.
“Hey, did we die, and is she my mate?” I mind-linked my wolf.
“I don’t know. I can’t even remember my name like you. I don’t feel any pull towards her. I mean, she is beautiful and we could take her to bed and show her how a real wolf pleases a woman, but I don’t feel a mate pull. However, I can feel a family pull towards Konner. I don’t know what kind of family he is to us.”
“Ya, I felt that too. We are going to have to talk to him alone. I need to know more information.” My wolf said.
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