Arella’s POV
Once Zane had left, the silence in the room felt suffocating. I walked to the window, staring out into the moonlight garden, but couldn’t appreciate the beauty. Biting back tears, my fingers twisted around the towel that was wrapped around my body. My body feeling cold despite the warm shower…
Werewolves have predestined mates!
Zane’s words kept echoing in my mind, over and over again. I felt like Alice as she fell into the rabbit hole, as everything was spinning and I couldn’t keep up...
And I’d already met mine?!
Why didn’t you tell me? I asked my wolf, my voice trembling with pain as my thoughts swirled, each one heavier than the last. Why didn’t you tell me that I had a mate before I fell in love with Za
