Zake
Aldrin's voice resonated in the recesses of my mind, a familiar presence that often brought both solace and contemplation. "Zake," he began, his thoughts weaving seamlessly with mine, "have you ever thought about Crystal in a different light?"
I closed the book I had been reading, focusing my attention on the unexpected direction of our mental conversation. "What do you mean, Aldrin?" I inquired, curiosity tingeing my thoughts.
Aldrin's response carried a subtle amusement. "What if Crystal is your fated mate? What if she is your Luna?"
I sighed, a reflexive reaction to a notion that seemed implausible. "Aldrin, you know our history. Zoro used to bully her, and I..." My voice trailed off, acknowledging the truth that I hadn't intervened as much as I should have.
The wolf's mental
