Mark's POV When I first heard the words that came from that idiot's mouth. I won't lie, I was confused and crushed. I didn't know what it meant. I didn't know who he was or why he said the words he was saying. "Baby I missed you!..." "I thought about you so many times over the years..." And the worst ones... "Why don't you put that thing down and come here!" I was completely crushed when I heard those words come from his mouth. I didn't know who he was, or what he meant to Anders but I was afraid. "That hideous thing is your mate?" Those words were so familiar. I was used to being called words like that. Words like hideous. I was used to being told I was ugly. But that was before I met Anders. I began to believe him when he told me I wasn't ugly. I began to believe him when he told me that I was beautiful. At least to a degree.... But hearing this person call me hideous... I was afraid in that moment that Anders would see what he saw. That Anders would see the person that

Trent's POV I woke up when I felt someone shaking my shoulder. I rubbed my eyes as I opened them and looked around. I was confused at first and immediately looked for Devin while reaching for him. I was confused when I didn't see him anywhere, but instead saw strangers. Or at least initially they looked like strangers. But the confusion quickly washed away when I remembered what happened and why he's not here. The strangers were no longer strangers when I remember who they actually are. Everything quickly crashes down and reminds me that not only do I no longer have a mate, I no longer have a boyfriend either. I no longer have a chosen mate. I never received a second chance mate after Victor died. I was so lost, so alone. I was so empty for so many years after his death. I wanted to die right along with him, but I just couldn't do it. I was too weak and didn't have what it took to take my own life and join him. But everything changed when Devin asked me to go on a date with him.

Trent's POV Each time I wake up it starts all over again. I wake up reaching for him, but he's not there. I wake up confused because I don't smell him and the place smells unfamiliar. I reach out for him and feel the cold bed next to me. I wake up and cry when I realize I'm alone again. It's déjà vu, although this time not as bad as the first time. I don't wake up and immediately feel like a part of my soul is dead, because it was. Losing your soulmate, you literally lose that little part of your soul that they had. It's the emptiest, loneliest, most devastating feeling in the world. I had to experience that every time I woke up. I didn't even need to reach for him, I felt it immediately. I broke down crying immediately without even opening my eyes. I woke up in the night screaming for him when the pain would return. It's like going through withdrawals. My body was literally having withdrawals from the loss of the mate bond. That's what happens, whether your mate has died or they

Third Person's POVLogan closes his eyes when he feels his little mate wrap his arms around him. He leans down and rests his face against the top of his mate's head for a moment before standing up and adjusting him in his arms.He begins to head back towards the pack house, wanting to get his mate out of the rain. He can feel how cold his mate is. His skin is cold to the touch and he's trembling.He paused when he realized he wasn't exactly sure where to take him. And since he's still crying so hard he decided to just ask his Alpha. He pushed on the link and was relieved when Asher opened it.After describing who he found, Asher knew exactly who it was. "He's staying in the pack house on the third floor, room five." Asher said in the link before closing it.‘Third floor?’ he wondered to himself. Confused that he would be staying on the third floor, since that's where all the high ranks stay at Michael's pack.As Logan walked through the front door his father ran to him with a blanket

Third Person's POV Trent laid there in Logan's arms. He couldn't believe this was really happening. He really thought he was meant to spend the rest of his life alone. He thought for certain the moon Goddess didn't bless him with another mate.He laid there with his face pressed against Logan's chest. His ear pressed against him, listening to his heartbeat. Feeling the tingles against his skin. Unable to stop moving his fingers against his chest. Unable to stop touching him and feeling the sensation that he thought he would never feel again. The mate bond.... It was almost as if he was afraid to stop touching him. Afraid it would disappear and he would just be another person who wasn't meant for him.He felt so tired, he yawned as he tried to fight it. So afraid of going to sleep, afraid he might not be there when he woke up."It's not just me is it?... You feel it too right?"Trent said quiet, so sleepily.But Logan could hear it. He could hear how bad he was trying to hold on. But