Hardin’S POVWilma was buried today. She has finally been put six feet and I can only hope that her soul rests in perfect peace. I loved Wilma. From the first day I saw her, I knew she was the one. I got a whiff of the pheromone she emitted and it attracted me to her. Since then, I have never understood how come she was not my mate. It is known that a Shewolf emits a pheromone that only her mate can perceive. That day when I first saw Wilma, her pheromone attracted me and I had expected my wolf, Adam, to jump around and announce the word “mate” in my mind but he didn’t. Instead, he had told me she wasn’t our mate, but I couldn’t resist the pheromone I smelled on her, so I spoke to her after which we started meeting more frequently and Adam eventually learned to like her too.When Wilma found her mate, she didn’t hesitate to reject him and I was beyond grateful. I loved her very much, so I promised her that I was going to reject my own mate the day I would find her and I did just th
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