Dante POV
I spent the night smashing up my room, looking into the eyes of my own mate.
Seeing her entertaining other men made me beyond angry.
I was filled with rage.
The fire within me was burning so brightly and I could’ve lost it there and then.
I just wanted to take her away from all of these prying men who just want to get their claws into my mate.
She is mine and my mate, but due to the blood pack that she entered into, she is unable to feel the bond between us and I know she felt it in the woods the night her soul called to me.
I felt her feel my own power and she felt my own magic and she can feel the pulsing of the bond, but as soon as she’s entered into the pact it’s as if her soul doesn’t recognise mine any longer.
I will have to work through this the old way in th
