I was his wolf’s salvation at the lowest point in his life. But he didn’t want a savior let alone a mate. Olivia I’ve watched him from afar certain he never noticed me. So when he grabs my arm and declares me his mate I’m more than shocked. I’m shaken to my core. Seconds after declaring me his he passes out from the torture and I’m once again left to wonder if this is all some kind of dream. Or more likely a nightmare. But I can’t focus on my mixed-up feelings because I’ve got to save his life to have a chance at finding out if any of this is real. His body is broken and battered and it’s going to take every skill I’ve got to bring him back from the brink. Even the skills I don’t talk about. Lucien The quiet little healer? She can’t be my mate. My wolf was desperate—we were dying. Poisoned. Tortured. It's the only explanation. But when I wake up she’s there at my side