_Author’s POV_
And now, as Zarelle looked at Calden, a familiar feeling washed over her, as if he embodied that mysterious soldier who had come to her aid all those years ago. There was a resemblance in their stature, their stoic demeanour, and that unspoken strength.
“Are you feeling any better?” Calden’s voice brought Zarelle back to the present.
Shaking off her reverie, Zarelle nodded and forced a smile, deciding to push aside her questions about Bellemore for the time being.
Inside her mind, Mirelle stirred with curiosity. ‘That soldier… could it have been him? Our mate?’
‘Don’t,’ Zarelle warned her wolf. ‘Don’t make connections that aren’t there. It’s just a coincidence.’
‘But the way he moves, the way he protects us…’ Mirelle insisted. ‘It feels the same.’
‘Eve
