I woke up the next morning with Gavin's words echoing in my head. I suspected the constant messages during my dreams were nothing more than wishful thinking on my part. But who could be sure? I knew I still loved him. I still hoped he was my fated mate, and maybe the messages were just my mind playing tricks on me.
Pa had kept me updated as much as possible on the progress of Gavin's recovery. Physically, he was doing fairly well. His body had healed once the silver and wolfsbane were completely flushed from his system. Jet was truly a strong wolf, just as Gavin was a strong man, as they had been able to survive six years of torture.
According to the girl that had lured Gavin away with a false mate bond, Gavin had fought the spell and refused to mate with her. That refusal resulted in
