“What the hell is going on, Tessa? You’ve been bragging about your future mate since you had boobs. Why are you suddenly acting like he’s a serial killer?”
“I’m... scared,” she mumbled, looking anywhere but at me.
“Scared?” I repeated. “Of what? Gunter’s the beta of Winter Pack. He’s respected. Loyal. He’s one of the most skilled warriors here, got my mates’ trust. Hell, I’ve seen him take down two rogues alone in under thirty seconds.”
Okay, that was a little lie. Hator had seen him do it, while flying to reach Keegan...
She looked up, eyes glassy. “What if he rejects me?”
My brain paused. Rewound. Played the words again.
“What?” I asked slowly. “Why?”
“What if he takes one good look at me and decides I’m not enough?” she whispered. “I’m not ranked. I don’t have special abilities.
