“Yes,” I finally whispered, “She is my mate. I was too blinded by my own fears to see it before. I thought I was doing the right thing by choosing Aurora—a choice that was supposed to bind our pack stronger. But in the process, I let the one person who truly means something to me go.”
Sandra's brows knitted together as she pieced together my conflicting emotions. “Alpha Damon, if you know that Harriet is your mate, you have to go after her. You can’t just sit here waiting for her to return. You owe it to both of you to try.”
“I know!” I snapped in frustration, feeling the urgency in my veins. Time was slipping away. The longer I stayed here, caught in this tension, the more uncertain Harriet’s fate would become—who was around her, who was making her laugh, who was making her feel cheri
