Kelvin´s POV:
Not being able to be with my mate was killing me slowly. My wolf, Norman, became more feral by the day. In an effort to stay civilized, we needed to be among the people. Preferably other shifters, though in the end it was all about attention, physical contact. Hence, why did I have so much s*x. Sometimes whole groups at once. No woman I had encountered was inferior to my beautiful mate.
Hailey was my gift from the moon goddess, but she soon realized it herself. Partly thanks to her parents, who had placed her on such a pedestal that it was impossible for me to continue to live up to it for the rest of my life. It wasn't waiting for IF I would screw up, but more WHEN I would screw up. If it was a test to see how fast I would have pass or fail, depending on how you look at
