Her Forgotten Mate

cotton. There are small, thin straps keeping her dress from falling. If he wanted, he could slip it off her shoulders. Hi

ight?” James whispers to the wo

she’d almost always laughed, and kissed

her voice soft and sweet, like the most beautiful music. He co

this woman, had known this woman, and then for

er color into her daughter’s eyes. Her hair the softest white. The stra

be a pow

, like the driven snow. He didn’t see her as her wolf

’t argue

close against him. He could feel her breast against his chest, his hand gri

egged, his face inches from

th her own, her hand threading through his

g his hand over her exposed skin,

lose to her, too. Like she needed hi

th against his lips. Sharp, wolf’s teeth, biting

lpha, she sh

lpha, and he ruled all. But she wa

rest tree, the moonlight shining on her,

they been here? In this place, in this time? He tried to

ing her scent. She peppered kissed all over his face, his neck, g

egged. “Please te

law’s replacing fingernails. She shredded her own wh

weat, feeling a pain for a phantom w

me woman, for over three years now. But the past few nights had been the

hink she was sending him visions of her. That she was placi

head, that was a fairytale. Not even t

shock of reality, pulling him from

y been mutually agreed on, but he had no reason to say no when she

, and almost immediately, the picture of

, turning away from Katrin

rching for her likeness again, an

t will both drive him insane and calm him.

He had tried looking for her. He’d searched for her for years, but his pack needed a Luna,

face deeper into the pillow. He searched for

re. How would he have met someone like her, and then just walked away from her? How was i

nst his chest. She would tell him her name, she would have to. He d

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repeat every night for almost three years running. Her dreams felt like another part

ream world. His picture in her mind was clearer than any ot

r than her, and she could climb on his back without any problem. Many of her dreams of him were like that, where he was a wolf, and she stayed human

real to their pack. It was a gift, an ability to protect their pack. And some of the most powerful packs depended o

even have a pack of her own, never min

So even if a pack didn’t have a Luna with true sight, they would have a daughter of a Luna, someone who had

’d heard. So, was it possible? Had Eliz

t even know her mother’s name, neve

other as a Luna. And if no one could tell her anything about h

could that be a true dream? Elizabeth thought, and the rea

nd the moonlight was falling on her bed. She always left the curtains open, b

ver her. Like all wolves, the moonlight calmed her,

sleep in her clothes, and her white dress w