Why did I think going to Varg's room to talk to him, to finally tell him everything about Lucian and what had happened to my mom, was a good idea? Maybe it was desperation, or maybe it was the fragile hope that he could help me somehow. Despite my hesitation, I decided to trust my gut—and our mate bond. But what I didn’t expect was for him to grab me by the waist, pulling me so close that his chest pressed against mine. The warmth of his body sent a wave of heat through me, making my heart race so fast I feared he might notice the sudden, forbidden longing...