He was not supposed to be thinking about her. He was supposed to be furious at her. He was furious at her.
Then why do I still feel like this?
Why does my body still react to the memory of her?
His wolf, Zeus, let out a low, mournful whine inside his mind.
“Maybe because she was our first experience…”
Kaius clenched his jaw, fists curling in frustration. He wanted to reject the thought outright, wanted to erase it from his mind, but deep down, he knew it was true.
“She was our first taste of something real and combined with the mate bond… despite her holding back… when she surrendered… it was magic.”
Zeus rumbled again, his voice quieter this time, but laced with an ache that Kaius felt deep in his chest.
“I miss her wolf, Zola.”
Kaius inhaled sharply, shaking his head. “No. No, I
