Ash’s POV
I walked out of the room without looking back, my legs moving before my brain could catch up, the word mate still ringing in my ears like a bell that wouldn’t stop tolling, each echo louder than the last, shaking something loose inside me that I didn’t want to name.
What did he mean by mate? it couldn’t be possible, I was Silverborne, the last of a cursed line, I hadn’t even shifted yet, I couldn’t even feel a bond the way normal wolves did, and his father had killed mine, burned my pack to ash under a blood red moon, how could the goddess play this cruel joke, binding me to the son of the man who took everything.
My heart slammed against my ribs so hard it felt like it might crack them open, my wolf whining low and desperate inside me, answering a call I refused to hear, pu
