The Lycan King's Second Chance Mate: Rise of the Traitor's Daughter

Natalie~

Three days ago...

I stood there, frozen.

Griffin Blackthorn—my mate who once looked at me like I was broken glass he didn’t want to touch—was lying in a coffin of crystal light, suspended like he was caught between two breaths. Perfect. Untouched. Peaceful in a way that unsettled me.

And I hated how my heart reacted.

Fox’s words echoed in my ears like a spell I didn’t know how to break.

"This is why you’re here."

I felt Jasmine stir in my mind, restless and growling.

"I don’t like this. I don’t like this one bit." She said.

Neither did I. My legs were trembling. Not from fear exactly... but from everything.

My chest felt tight, my emotions all crashing over each other like waves during a storm. Jasmine was pacing wildly behind my eyes, her fur bristling.