My mom? My mom was his mate? How could that even be? “She, your mom, was raised in Georgia. Grew up in a farm house right outside of the territory boundary of our pack. I used to sneak over and play with her when were little kids. She was my best friend and we did everything together. As teens, we would sneak off and go for walks through the trees, lay out under the stars and talk all night. We were each others first kiss, first love, first.. uh, everything. I loved her long before I felt the call the mate bond. She was my whole world from the time I turned six years old.” He looks so sad, bending his head over his knees, lost
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