“What’s wrong, Freya?”, Alex asked as he slowly kissed down my neck.
“Nothing, I was just thinking”, I whispered.
“About?”
“The past.”
He lifted his face to look at me, “What about the past?”
“I want to know what made everyone so scared of finding their mates. I found you and I couldn’t be happier. I just don’t understand why it’s so frowned upon, why some Alpha’s are slaughtering those who find each other.”
“I’ve read the histories, Freya. They’re scared because of the wars that broke out between some of the packs. The Alpha’s wanted as much power as they could muster, so they fought. One of the Alpha’s found the Luna of his rival and killed her, and when he did, his rival, having marked and finished the mating ritual with the woman in question, died shortly after;
