LEONARDO’S POV

For the next couple of weeks, Bianca was taught the ways of my pack. She kept avoiding me for reasons I couldn’t explain. I wanted many times to speak to her, but I felt it would be too soon to tell her about the mate bond note when she was still recovering.

Every glance, every word left me grappling with my own uncertainties. As an alpha, I should lead, but the vulnerability beneath my stoic exterior threatened to be exposed. I yearned for reassurance from Bianca; she was my mate, after all.

I was overjoyed when I discovered that she was my mate. I had begged the goddess...