I drove silently as I recalled Ravena's word.
“You should have met your mate by now. The full moon will prove it.”
My mate?
Was she referring to the spark I felt with the applicant days ago?
But why? There were lots of werewolves olin the pack who needed one but not me. I didn't need a mate. Why can't the moon Goddess understand that.
'I need one' Fenris chipped into my thoughts.
'Why one when you can have anyone when you're in heat?' I asked annoyed already.
Fenris was about to speak when I suddenly stopped the car.
I knew he felt it too. He could perceive it even more intoxicatingly than I did.
I step out of the car as I traced the scent.
Rose. It was so intoxicating.
Why was my senses sharp to pick this sc—
“Help”
The scream broke through my thoughts as I followed the sound
