Sitting down in the garden for hours made me reflect on the things happening in my life.

It’s been eleven years, huh! And I was just twenty-nine years old.

An alpha who hadn’t bonded with her mate yet.

A mate who wants nothing to do with me. No matter how hard I try to get him to me but he doesn’t listen to me.

Life is quite sad if no one cares about the other.

Sometimes I wish I was like Luciana, who had this special mate bond stuff like her.

Like the one she has with Lycaon, for instance.

Because if Roman doesn’t form a bond with me, he...