Wren disappeared into the gardens without so much as another word, not looking back to me, leaving me in shock. There could be no denying the girl wanted me and the matebond...
'No. She wants her mate.' Varr said icily. 'And there is nothing wrong in that.'
The words of my wolf stung. He was always going to side with fate. With tradition, and the choice of the Moon Goddess. But, this was different. This was my Moonlit figure in white... the girl who saved my life... the one I had thought of every day since then. She was the one for me, and I had known it since that moment. I could not just brush her aside for fate.
'But she knows it will never work.' I snapped in response to my wolf, moving to walk away from where I stood, Wren now long out of my view. I did not have the energy to rush after her. To try to talk things through. I wasn't even sure it would be worth trying to talk things through with her either. She was stubborn as I was, and we would only clash.
