I had Wren already packing bags, while I had sat nursing my coffee and my ego. All attempts of reaching out to Jake were falling flat. A part of me had hoped that he was giving me a little time. Space, even. But, no, he had seemingly disappeared into thin air. I could not help but wonder if my father's threats that he had left were the truth. But that idea sickened me. Would he have left me so easily? Is that how a fated mate behaved?
A wave of sadness washed over me, and my wolf whimpered. This was not what I had expected meeting my fated mate would be. But being an Alpha's daughter meeting your fated mate was never always guaranteed. Sadly, duty often had to come above fate. And my father had always had a plan, since the moment I was born. Having a daughter rather than a son was always a huge disappointment for an Alpha...
