Thiery's PoV
I haven't stopped searching for her since that night at my uncle's club.
She's driven me crazy. She bit me right on my mark gland when we were at the peak of our passionate lovemaking in the club office.
After that, Dash, my inner wolf, insisted that she was my mate. He had sensed her scent and mine mixing and fusing into a harmony that created a bond.
I didn't believe it.
Well, even though I was indeed lulled by the incredible scent and lost in the warmth of her soft body, she couldn't possibly be my mate.
She's a mere human.
"There's no way she's my mate," I said, arguing for the umpteenth time, when Dash forced me to search her . "You know the rules, Dash!"
Dash growled, angry and desperate. "To hell with the rules! The Elders, The previous Supreme Alphas made them
