The One He Saved
The moment she opens her eyes and they meet mine, I feel the sensation I never thought I’d feel again.
Quill’s growl is low and possessive. “Mate.”
I watch the woman’s eyes go wide as she gasps.
“Oh, shit!” one of the younger women says, looking from the older woman to me.
I stop, watching her, as shocked as she seems to be.
“Mom?” the woman says. So, they are mother and daughter. I must be her second chance mate too, then.
“Mate,” the woman says, her voice deep with the sound of her wolf.