ODETTE’s POV.

I lay on the bed, a small frown etched on my face as the memory of Zach finds its way into my head. It has been three years since he died but it still feels like yesterday.

Zach and I met back in high school, that was eight years ago and we formed a bond, a very strong bond.

Imagine my joy when we both discovered we were mates.

Dad had the best and the most lavish mark and mate ceremony for us. 

In his words, “you should have a mark and mate ceremony that surpasses your mum and I”

I still laugh when I think about that...