Yorick;
I had just lived the best night of my life.
For the first time, everything felt aligned. I had found my mate, and she had accepted me as fully as I had accepted her. We had marked each other, sealing something that felt permanent and real.
I was no longer playing the roles my parents had written for me. I was choosing my own path.
And it felt right.
Clementine was safe too.
By now, Troy must have handed her over to Ian.
"It would hurt when she fully understood what had been done to her, but with her mate beside her, she would learn to survive it."
My wolf tried to soothe the guilt that still lingered in me. There was nothing we could do to undo what had happened.
The only mercy left was distance.
Otherwise, seeing us together would wound her even more.
"Did you see how Mariana didn't judge me? She just understood," I said quietly.
I was filled with something new. It felt fragile and powerful at the same time.
Almost like the beginning of a honeymoon phase.
