ALPHA VAN’S POV
Curtis growled in my head and howled with excitement. I had just turned eighteen, and the mating ceremony was to take place this weekend, but I was blessed to find her—my fated mate.
However, her eyes showed only hatred toward me and nothing more. I had never been this deep in the woods before. I wondered if she was the reason I had come this far.
Suddenly, her eyes sparkled like diamonds as she withdrew her knife and offered me her hand, lifting me up. I noticed her palms were supple and yet hard with calluses. She must have been through a lot.
The tension between us thrived.
“What are you doing out here?” she spoke with a voice as sweet as a songbird, breaking the silence between us. “You're far away from home.”
I knew she was far away from home too. We were surr
