Sebastian
“Fated mate?!” Eric roared as they returned to their minds. Sebastian shoved the scepter into his desk drawer, and he could feel his heart pounding against his ribcage.
He knew where Hannah was located, and he wanted to go here and get her. But he saw that she was already heading home. It didn’t sound like she believed much of what he said, which was good. But still. Fated mate.
Could Henry really be her mate?
“Impossible,” Eric growled from within him. “We marked her. She’s, our mate. Whatever mate pull there was between them is long gone. There’s no way in hell it’s possible.”
He knew his wolf was right.
“Beta Arnold,” he said in a mindlink. “Bring the men back to the palace. Hannah is on her way.”
“Okay, returning now.”
He ended the mindlink and made his way in
