Ella P.O.V
“Ella, you're such a badass girl—thank you for taking care of me. Damn, this hurts. My ankle’s twisted badly.” I winced, trying not to let the pain show too much. I was curled up on the couch beside her, my thoughts spiraling.
I couldn’t help but wish things had turned out differently between me and my so-called mate… Zade.
What went wrong?
I tried not to dwell, but the ache in my chest was worse than the one in my ankle. And now, word was spreading—I'd overheard it from Mother's wolf—Rose is getting mated and married soon.
Please, Moon Goddess, let it not be Zade. Not her. Not him.
“Girl,” I muttered, glancing out the window. “I wonder how the party at the frat house across the street is.”
The music thumped low in the distance, like a heartbeat I couldn’t ignore. Lights
