Chapter 32- Valen

Wren looks horrified at what I just told her. She had no idea she was committing slow suicide. I’m sure she thought she would find a way to survive without me, but that’s not how the fated mate bond works, especially for an omega. So little is openly known about it, and I wonder why. I wonder how many omegas had a fated mate that sent them away, knowing the omega would die. I wonder how many omegas have run from their fated mates like Wren, thinking they would survive.

I never questioned why fated mates were a myth, but what if they never were? What if there was a time that fated mates were all there ever was, and chosen mates didn’t exist? I find myself questioning the history behind the supposed myth of fated mates. They are thought to be rare, but maybe they aren’t. After all, Graven found his fated mate, and so did Alpha Ian. That’s three of us in one generation that I know about.

Wren comes closer to me, and I pull her into my arms so that she is straddling me. “I shouldn’t hav