My chest starts to ache when the words I've longed to hear since I turned eighteen don't immediately fall from her lips. Does she not want me? Ajax whimpers, and it takes all my control not to pull her into my arms and bury my face in her neck. After what feels like way too long, she practically whispers the word "mate." I take a step toward her, but she steps back and drops her gaze to the floor.
My wolf whines and my heart feels like it's being torn in two. She doesn't want us. "You can't be my mate. I'm only an omega and I can sense you are an Alpha. You need a worthy mate to be your Luna. I'm sorry the goddess got it so wrong," she says. I reach my hand out slowly, placing two fingers under her chin. I'm grateful when she doesn't pull away from my touch.
The tingles on my fingert
