Skye’s P.O.V.
I wiped my hands on a rag, my mind barely on the engine I was fixing. The rhythmic clink of metal and the scent of motor oil usually had a way of centering me, grounding me in the here and now. But today, my thoughts were miles away, back at my house where Lila was likely wandering around, trying to make sense of her new reality.
Lila. My one true mate.
I still couldn’t quite believe it. I had spent years hearing about the concept from my brothers, rolling my eyes at the idea that fate could be so cruel—or so kind. But the moment she had crashed into me yesterday, it was as if my whole world had shifted. Everything before her seemed gray, dull in comparison. And the fact that I had almost lost her, that she had almost married another man, gnawed at me.
I shook my head, tr
