ALONDRA’S POV
I ripped my arm from his grip and stormed away. This can’t happen to me. My soulmate just walked into the bar. It sounded like the beginning of some shitty joke, but it really wasn’t. It was happening. It was happening and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. I knew about this. I read about this and I prayed this would never happen to me. I hoped that if I were to find my mate, that it wouldn’t be a werewolf. But it is. And an alpha, no less. I couldn’t control the rhythm of my heart as it slammed constantly against my ribcage. I knew he could hear it. I could hear his too.
But even more aggravating than the strong urge to touch him was the fact that he reawakened my wolf briefly. There is no mistaking it. I heard her scream the word mate. I spent years trying
