Dream Mate
Katrina promised.
“Are we the last of the pack?” One of the five males asked.
It took me a moment, but I quickly placed his face. He was Gage Masterson, and the female his arm was around was his mate, Khloe. His family is in construction. I suppose that explains why Lorenzo wanted him.
“We are not the last, Gage,” I assured them. I don’t want them to think we are the last. “Many that were pressed into fighting have been found and are recovering in Incubi.”