*Lucas*
I stayed on the beach after Sasha and I argued. I couldn't bear to be there when she got her wolf. If we found out she wasn't my mate, it would kill me. I didn't want to be there for that.
As the stars twinkled on the water, the moon reflected with them like a second sky. I stared out at the beauty of it all and prayed to the Moon Goddess, the White Queen, hell, even Lycaon that Sasha was my mate.
A white flutter caught my eye, and I looked in the direction of the party.
Sasha was descending, alone, in the white dress I'd been threatened within an inch of my life about tearing off her. Luna Alison and Joy could be very scary when they wanted to be.
When she got close enough that the mate bond throbbed in my chest, I knew I was a dead man–because that dress was not going to sur
