Kira's POV.
I don't know what to do, I don't even understand anything as I stared at him, the urge to just attack him and kill him was high in me but Morana was in state of confusion, she was attracted to him and also angry with him; I guess she sees him as a distraction too.
Kira... honey, are you there?” His voice was soft, cautious, as if he was speaking to a frightened animal. He stretched out his hand, inching closer. I shifted backward instinctively, my body rigid with fear—not of him, but of what his touch might do to me. Everything felt wrong, chaotic.
His presence was like a burning flame, drawing me in while also filling me with the desire to snuff it out. How could he be my mate? How could the goddess choose someone like him? I don't even want any mates!
“Your wolf is so
