I’ve always known my destiny. Some search for years trying to find their place in the world, others never truly find their calling. But not me. I knew from the moment I was born to two Guardians, the most powerful warriors in my pack, that I was meant to be a warrior. A Guardian.

that see the mate bond as a weakness and instantly reject their mates when they find them, most only get stronger. That’s how it

during an attack

he felt the tether of his link to her break, my father faltered. One of the wolves jumped onto his back trying to bring him down. When he couldn’t, he bit down on my father’s back, snapping his spine. Werewolves can heal from many

of his old self. While most wolves would have died at the loss of their mate, my father survived solely to care for me. He has done his best and

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