His admission surprised her, though his tenacity did not. Wolves were known to be stubborn creatures and to be ridiculously possessive of their mates. If she really was his mate…
“You are,” his voice a deep growl as he interrupted her thoughts. “I could not speak to you this way if you were not.”
“I don’t care,” Tenia snapped. This was not a complication she needed. Not at all. Seven hells, what was she going to do?
“There’s nothing you have to do,” he said, his voice once again gentle. Like warm honey it flowed through her mind. “I expect nothing from you. But I promise you I will protect Torion.”
“Do not speak his name,” Tenia whispered. She was practically begging him. As if by him speaking his name Skender might bring the attention of Alston or Ludcarab to him. “He is not your conc
