"Rafe," Diana whispered.
So they had been right. It really was him. Vanessa's mate was Rafe. The realization settled heavily in her chest.
Back in Crimson Fang, Rafe had claimed Hazel was his mate. He had mourned her. He had raged over her death. He had sworn vengeance against Diana for what happened to Hazel. And now... He stood beside Vanessa. Ready to become Alpha of Stone Claw.
A second-chance mate. Diana knew they existed. The Goddess occasionally granted them after the death of a fated mate. But something about this felt wrong. Too convenient. Too fast.
Almost as if the Goddess had handed Rafe everything he wanted after losing Hazel. Or perhaps... Diana's eyes narrowed. Perhaps fate had nothing to do with it. Beside her, Talon's hand tightened around hers. Fenrir was growling. Ar
