She fascinated him, and he had to admit that initially when Mary told him that she was a rogue, it almost killed him on the spot. Now, recalling the story he heard about her, made his heart squeeze in compassion. Maybe not all the rogues were vicious and deceptive creatures. Just, maybe. He prayed that the Moon Goddess would bless him with a genuine and kind second chance.
He wanted to ask her today about her history, but he decided that he would wait a bit more until she is in the pack and agreed to give them a chance.
In a way, he was a bit puzzled by something. Any other woman, rogue or not, would be thrilled to discover that he was their mate. He noticed that she was happy while they were together, but she was controlling her emotions and reactions, being cautious around him, which d
