#Chapter 3 Mate

Selene’s POV

I take off into the night, my mind grappling for any location that might be safe. Somewhere without walls or locked doors, somewhere away from people. The world blurs around me and strange voices meet my ears, but I block them out. People are bad, people are cruel and cannot be trusted.

The forest, I decide. I’ll be safe in the forest.

No one in Elysium lives more than five minutes walking distance from a nature park, so it doesn’t take long for me to find my refuge. The darkness is complete here, and comforting after the overwhelming assault of lights and sounds in the city.

I climb into the branches of a large fir tree, scraping just about every inch of my body in the process. I curl up against the rough trunk. I know I need to be making plans and sorting out next steps, but my exhaustion looms tall. I try to keep my eyes open, but i’ m fighting a losing battle. A moment later I succumb, and the world goes black.

Bastien’s POV

I catch her scent the moment I step into the forest. Soft and sweet, like honeysuckle and freshly fallen snow. My wolf, Axel, immediately sits up at attention. His excitement courses through my body, filling me with raw hunger. What is that? He demands. I want it

Down boy. I think back. It’s a she-wolf, not a rabbit.

The reports of a young woman wandering the streets of Elysium naked hadn’t taken long to reach the Pack House. My father, the Alpha of pack Nova, had ordered the search parties almost immediately; jolting into action when he heard one witness describe a she-wolf with two different colored eyes.

Now I stand with my most trusted men at the edge of the wood, my instincts warring with my duty.

“We should shift.” Aiden, my best friend and right-hand, suggests.

I slowly shake my head, “You guys stay here.” I can’t explain it, but I don’t want anyone else going near the owner of that scent.

“Are you serious?” Aiden asks, exasperated.

“Stay here.” I repeat.

she is in the trees. Unease flickers in the back of my mind. How afraid does a wolf have to be to resort

pair of two-toned eyes glitter at me through

hard

my will to stay in human form.

the surface I feel

scent the air again, barely able to catch the wisps of honeysuckle beneath the acrid aroma of blood and fear. The former

keep the word to myself as I looked up at

Selene’s POV

if I don’t understand the word he used: Bastien Durand, the Alpha’s son and heir. He looks much older than I remember, but there’s

jaw, it’s easy to see why I imagined myself in love with him as a

enough to torment me. My mother and I were the only ones in Elysium, and children didn’t care about rarefied bloodlines,

Elysium. I thought I would be able to find my way back out: I didn’t

Bastien found me. At the time he was a young teenager, but he never seemed awkward

decide who is in charge, but there had never been any doubt with Bastien. From day one it was clear that no wolf in the pack would be able to challenge his dominance or

and here he stands again, gazing

I do not

with love for ten years before showing his true colors. I will not make

come down to me, little wolf? Bastien’s deep voice sends

branch. “Go away.” I beg meekly. My voice is barely a whisper, but I know his wolf ears

full and soft against a backdrop of sharp lines and angles, form a hard

for an explanation that will send him away. “I scraped myself climbing up here,

in his steely silver eyes, he knows I’m lying,

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