Vivian’s POVI had felt it the moment I saw him on the steps. One second I was walking out to see what the commotion was about, and the next my wolf was going wild.“Mate,” she said. Then, howling now, deafening everything else so that our entire world narrowed to that sensation: “THAT’S OUR MATE!”I stood there for a moment, staring stupidly at the man who stood in the driveway, looking at me with an expression matching my own.The mate bond. We both felt it. That familiar pull as our scents wrapped around each other. I could feel his wolf going wild, too, and I knew he could feel mine.Then, with as much calm as I could muster, I had walked back inside. Shut the door. Stood in the hallway with my back against the wall and forced my wolf down until her howls had turned into whimpers.This was not happening.Finding one’s mate should have been a joyous time in any wolf’s life. It was something that every wolf expected, hoped for, prayed for from a young age. To grow up, come of age, an
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