The birds chirped outside and she realized the daylight already came. Days passed just like that since that night. All she did was staring at the ceiling of her bedroom while her fingers were touching her lips. There was no word to describe the feeling she had when he kissed her a few nights ago. It felt sinfully right. Was it a sin to have her mate kissing her? Probably not. That was what should happen when a werewolf had a mate, but she never expected her moment would come—not after what she had been through. Her childhood wasn’t exactly the prettiest experience she had. The painful experien

She stood behind the tree once more, watching intently across where the Alpha’s office was. There, she saw Cohen talked to several of his Enforcers. He paced back and forth around them as if he was discussing a strategy. It wasn’t her intention to stalk him but after he defended her in front of the Commander, Mira realized Cohen would never back down until he got what he wanted.

“We shouldn’t meet after what happened in the pack mansion,” Mira said as she walked to Karmille who waited for her at the Black Soil, the uncharted and unclaimed territory. There were many

Mira opened the door slightly, listening for any sign of Cohen still in the cabin. Then, she heard the sound of soft snore coming from the living room indicating he was already asleep. She walked silently to the living room, checking for him. Mira grabbed a blanket from the cupboard and used it to cover the Alpha who was sleeping soundly on the couch. She added a few more firewood into the fireplace, keeping the fire alive. Werewolves didn’t need fire to keep themselves warm. Their own body temperature was warm enough to keep them warm even if they were in a snowy area. But like her, warm did make them feel normal.

Cohen threw his fist onto Vincent. The latter had a short time to avoid his fist. Vincent staggered backward, holding onto his jaw. He ran upstairs and Cohen chased after him. The Alpha tackled him causing both of them to fall out of the window to the backyard. His anger was evident inside his eyes.