That was right.
Six months.
Iris had given him six months. Given him every drop of her youth. Every drop of her loyalty.
And what had he done?
Failed her. Over and over.
He'd known Iris wanted to be his Mate. Of course he'd known. He'd just chalked it up to a routine he could keep putting off.
"I owe Alpha Ethan a thank-you, actually."
Kane smiled. His gaze sharpened.
"If Alpha Ethan hadn't abandoned her at that resort, I never would have met my wife in the first place.
"That was the night I went to pick her up. That was the night the spark started."
Ethan's eyes burned. His nails dug into his palm.
No... no, that night...
That night had only been a small, stupid attempt to punish Iris for pushing him.
He'd intended to go back. He'd intended to pick her up himself.
In the end
