Danika’s P.O.V.

The deer was a brutal reminder of my pathetic reality — a reality that I don’t fit into their perfect world anymore.

No claws, no scent, no power.

Nothing.

I’m now nothing but a pathetic human — a mere, powerless human.

I looked back at the man sleeping peacefully on the floor — my second chance mate.

My brows furrowed and my shoulders shook at my words.

What was even wrong with me?

There’s no second chance or mate — nothing.

This man is a Lycan King, and a strong one.

He’s just like a dream — a dream that will never become my reality.

But I was...