Zander's POV
From Olivia's reaction when she saw me at the dinner party, I knew she thought it was the first time we'd met.
I read shock and confusion in her bewildered expression.
But actually, we'd crossed paths before, not at some meticulously planned event, but by sheer chance.
The moment I first saw her was etched indelibly in my memory.
It was at a werewolf school in Los Angeles, a place that groomed future leaders of wolf packs.
Olivia stood out even among a crowd of exceptional students.
Her beauty and charm were hard to resist.
My wolf felt a strong pull towards her.
Every time I got close to Olivia, my wolf seemed more excited.
But if that was the attraction between a pair of destined mates, then why didn't Olivia feel the same about me?
She only saw me as a stranger w
