Second Chances
“You’ve definitely made yourself a home here. But you’re my mate. I’m taking you to my pack, our pack now. I’m not rejecting you. That makes you my Luna.”
He chuckles. “Geez, I’m botching this completely. You don’t even know who I am.”
“You’re Alpha Dimitri,” I say to him.
“Yes, I am. And what’s your name?”
It’s been so long since anyone has asked my name, that I start to answer in the old way.
“I’m Lu…I’m Ayda.”
“Ayda,” he says, like my name is an aged bourbon on his tongue. He lets it roll around, savoring it.