Roman
Bliss. Absolute and utter bliss. That’s what it feels like to be mated to Samara. I know the mate bond is powerful for all fated mates, but there’s something about the pure line of the white wolf that makes a difference, not just with the pack, but in the mate bond. It isn’t just that she’s the other half of my soul. It feels as if her soul attached to mine. I could no more live without her than I could live without my heart or my lungs. She’s that much a part of me now. It gives me an entirely new understanding of how Alpha Royal fell so easily after Luna Jessica was killed. Without Samara, I couldn’t survive, not even for a moment. And I wouldn’t want to.
Knowing that doesn’t make me feel more vulnerable, it makes me feel powerful. Her power is now my power, just as mine is hers.
