Skye:
My plan to stay in the treehouse and cry vanished just like my mate, who had jumped out. Instead, I found myself walking back to the pack house, processing the unexpected encounter that lingered heavily in my mind.
There was no way I was going to remain in a treehouse filled with his scent that set my skin ablaze.
"You know you didn’t technically reject him, right?" My wolf's voice broke through my thoughts, making me pause on my steps.
"What?" I whispered aloud, stunned.
"To fully reject a mate, you need to call each other’s names," she explained slowly, a hint of amusement in her tone, like she was talking to a five-year-old.
"You didn’t, and the bond isn’t broken. Don't tell me you weren’t paying attention during the mateship class," she added, seeing my silence. Her words s
