“Mate…”
Kylian’s voice broke as he reached toward the unconscious female in Julia’s arms.
“I’m here.”
His hands trembled. For years, he had wondered when the Moon Goddess would lead him to his fated mate. He had imagined meeting her at a pack gathering, perhaps catching her scent across a crowded room and watching her turn toward him with the same recognition in her eyes.
He had never imagined finding her like this. Unconscious. Bleeding. Her back covered with wounds.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered. “I’m sorry I didn’t find you sooner.”
Julia looked at him through tear-filled eyes.
“Kylian, this is Mira. She’s my friend.”
Kylian nodded, but he couldn’t take his eyes off the female in her arms.
“Mira,” he repeated softly.
He finally knew her name. The name of the female his wolf had be
