“My mate is Lycan,” he explains, “she is beautiful, and extravagant, but she has no interest in being a Luna to werewolves.” I see the pain on his face, and am rendered speechless. “I’ve had my Gamma follow her for 3 years and report back to me.” He pauses a long moment, and swallows back his tears.
“Because she is unfaithful to me . . . often, and shamelessly.” He lets out a hollow laugh. “That is also why, as much as I want to, I can’t mark her. It would only cause me more pain.” My heart drops to my stomach, and a few tears slip down my cheek. I never would’ve thought that this man had all that, buried beneath his smile. “I just didn’t want you to think less of me.” He looks broken, and I wish I could somehow comfort him.
“I don’t think less of you Alpha, how could I? If I could tak
