Chapter Twelve

Daykan had been anxiously counting down the hours until he could see Naomi again.

He had been steeling himself physically, mentally and emotionally for his grand performance.

If he could survive the rest of her month and pull it off without breaking character, he definitely deserved a nomination for an Oscar.

Hell, he deserved an Oscar!

A werewolf trying to deny mateship was no small feat.

It wasn’t a choice who you got the mateship fever for and it hurt to not honor it. The only thing worse than the pain was if your mate died.

In that kind of situation, the Moon Spirit could decide to give...