Between Two Mates
My world tilted the day Rhys Valerius, my childhood crush, appeared at my doorstep, one wolf eye blind and drenched to the bone.
In that instant, I understood why my Alpha mate, Kian Thorne, had insisted on sheltering his old acquaintance, Cora Lynn, who suffered from "Moonlight Atrophy," in our territory.
The pull of a fated mate is truly irresistible.
My heart clenched, but without hesitation, I welcomed Rhys into my home.
After years apart, he had become fragile and haunted, so tormented by a silver curse that he trembled at the slightest touch.
And so, I lost myself in healing him, using my knowledge as an alchemist to ease his suffering. I even forgot my confrontations with Cora and the endless arguments with Kian.
But my Alpha mate, Kian, finally snapped. With his wolf eyes blazing red, he cornered me. "Freya, I am your Alpha, your mate! Why does your wolf howl for him?"