Fated Mate. The words dragged an old promise back into the room. Caleb had rejected it and broken its rites. Four years later, he still claimed its privileges as if the bond belonged to him.
Kaelen's hand tightened on my shoulder. For one beat, a tremor crossed our bond.
The most powerful wolf alive hid one fear from everyone else: that the Goddess's first choice could still take me from him.
“You dare?” A growl roughened Kaelen’s voice.
I covered Kaelen's hand with mine. *Let me.*
Caleb leaned toward me, his hope almost feverish. He expected the old bond to answer his call and pull me back into the place he had assigned me.
“My Fated Mate?” I laughed once. “Caleb, you really are as stupid as I remember.”
I stepped forward and pulled aside the high collar of my moon-silk gown.
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