Happily, I stared at my mate.

How did this possibility not cross my mind? This must have happened that day in the cabin in the woods. When we made love there, I already had a different feeling, felt more connected to Mercedes. Before I met her, I had some flings with she-wolves outside my pack, but I've never knotted them. Mercedes is clearly my mate, determined by the Moon Goddess. She alone could get my body to react like that.

I keep staring at her in love, unable to explain my behavior to her. It is impossible for me to tell her in front of everyone that in a few...