Nivian
I woke when my brother closed the door. I didn’t want to be trapped in my thoughts. I couldn’t stop thinking about my mate. I loved them the moment I set eyes on them, but there was so much conflict in my head. First of all, they were not a werewolf. What would happen to me? Would I be rejected from the pack? Would I be the lowest Omega?
I needed to get out of my head. Reading always comforted me and I was reading a book about the duties of being a dragon’s mate when Nathaniel came in. I couldn’t deny I had so many questions regarding everything my brother was going through. As much time as Drakania had spent here in our borders, studying us, and our behavior, we never really asked much of her. And from what I read, there was more expected of her than what I realized. The
