"Where is your mate?" Miles asked Philip. They ended the training session for the day and were walking back to the packhouse. After a week of rest, he had joined the training sessions with the other warriors and had blended in well with the pack.
"Mate?" He huffed out, chuckling humorlessly. "She rejected me and left years ago. So I don't have a mate." He said and glanced at Miles.
"But why?" Miles questioned, frowning. "I mean, why did she reject you? Did she say anything?"
Philip grimaced. "Something about not accepting the mate bond. I don't know. It has been so many years since she left. I didn't try to look for her or anything." He sighed and paused for some time.
"It broke my heart. It hurt like hell. But I believed that if she left me, just because she didn't accept the sacre
