Alethea

Do you know what it feels like to see someone from your past and recognize them, even when you’ve lost hope of ever piecing your memories back together? That’s exactly what’s happening to me now.

He was my secret crush when I was fifteen—the boy I silently prayed would be my mate when I turned eighteen. But fate had other plans. My wolf never came, not then and not now.

And now, here he is. Xavier. The man who had haunted my thoughts for years, sitting before me like some ghost from another life.

"Look at you, Ally," his voice is rich and smooth, the same as I remember....