I had walked away from Kael in irritation. His company was pleasant enough, almost like a friend, and we could happily talk, but the moment chatter of the wedding was brought up and my mind set altered. The thought of a marriage when I did not know where Jake was, quite honestly, was breaking me. I felt like I was betraying the man I was destined for. My mind was slowly spiralling, making me feel like I was falling apart.
Rina was making less and less appearances, and the thought of shifting was simply draining. Did that mean the possibility of a life without my fated mate in it could be at the sacrifice of my wolf? Because that was not fair. I had heard of werewolves losing their wolf form upon their fated mate dying, but something like this I had not heard of. Was it because we had met and not rejected one another? So many unknowns and nobody to ask...
