Estella
“It’s more complicated than that,” Darius said in a measured tone.
The way he said it made my stomach twist, like the ground beneath me had shifted. He rose to his feet and turned his back on me, the muscles across his broad shoulders flexing as he cracked his neck. I pushed myself upright too, debating whether I should ask what he meant.
“Do you know what a soulmate truly is for Lycans?” he asked suddenly. I shook my head, but by the time I realized he couldn’t see, he continued. “It’s not a fairytale of passion and devotion. It’s a bond that runs deeper than love or lust. An ancient, raw, and dangerous connection that can make us stronger than we’ve ever been… or destroy us completely.” He twisted his head enough to give me a sad, bitter smile. “Love is the least of my worries
