Conlan’s POV
My wolf, Fenrir, had recognized Paris as my mate from the very first moment he saw her, even before she awakened her wolf. So when I learned that she had recognized me as well, I could do nothing but burst into joy, even though it was already a confirmed fact.
At last, Paris’ wolf had awakened and recognized me as her mate. There was no room left for doubt, and the whole farce of the petition that Dave and Doris had staged collapsed under its own weight. There was no longer any way for them to continue with their absurd claims, much less submit the recognition of mates before a Tribunal or Council. This was now a consummated fact: Paris was my mate, and I was hers.
Nothing stood in our way. We could return to Hope Moon and live the life of peace, love, and dreams we had wan
