Jonah’s POV

I absentmindedly sat in the comfort of my office, my hands balled up in a fist under my chin in deep thought.

It’s been five nights since the last time I saw her, and I’ve missed her terribly—the little antidote who could only cure me now, because my heart had been poisoned by her charms.

For a whole century long, I’ve been in search of my mate, and each time I was met with disappointment. Out of frustration and boredom, I had sent a letter of battle to that weak little pack. At least the satisfaction of victory would give me pleasure.

But who knew that my naughty...