Time seemed to freeze as Lyra walked into the Alpha’s office, a place she had never set foot in during her twenty years of life. The sharp scent of eucalyptus and spearmint hit her, overpowering and delicious all at once.
Mate! Juno howled in her head.
Her wolf had been restless ever since they stepped into the pack house, but Lyra had dismissed it. Juno had been agitated for weeks at the prospect of being officially released from the pack, labeled a rogue. Lyra had assumed that’s what had her on edge.
But now she realized, she should have known.
Jake, the Alpha, stood in the middle of the room, his bright green eyes locked on her. His sandy brown hair was tousled, falling across his forehead. His eyes widened, his mouth parting slightly as he stared.
“Mate,” he gasped, the shock plai
