Harry took a deep breath. He clutched his cell phone in one hand and still hesitated to seek advice from his people.
They had finally arrived at Emmanuelle's estate, and Harry was amazed at where his Mate lived. The castle that served as her home, the floral smell of the surrounding nature, the sound of crickets echoing through the vines.
A lump had formed in his throat as he realized what his Mate would have to give up by becoming his Mate and taking on the role of Luna of the Red Moon.
Emmanuelle had taken the time to report to him what her Clan leader had ordered.
Harry now seemed at a loss for what his Mate would have to sacrifice for him by agreeing to become his. Worse, he feared that Till would get the better of him and try to kill Emmanuelle when they would finally mark her.
