King Silas
After the never ending battle with my surprisingly ferocious werecat mate, I left her alone and locked the door from the outside, then I went straight to Anita’s chambers. I was in need of some nurturing, and I knew Anita would take good care of me.
As I expected, she mended my injuries, but I couldn’t avoid the question I hoped to avoid. Halfway through the mending, she curiously asked, “What happened to you? Why do you always smell like an unfamiliar scent?”
Knowing it was inevitable, I nonchalantly answered, “You are smelling the scent of my second chance mate.”
Instantly, Anita stepped back and stared at me with wariness swirling in her pretty eyes. After a few seconds, she nervously mumbled, “Your mate is here, and you're with me instead of her? Are
