Raven
“I’m sorry,” I said wryly, my fingers trembling around the contract. “You want me to pretend to be your… fianceé?”
I have to be imagining this, I thought. Surely what Nathan and Dani did to me made me turn insane and I was in some kind of stupor back home. Not only had I washed up on the shore of the Lycan lands, but I had also discovered that I was fated to a Lycan prince who was already betrothed, and now this…
It was a Werewolf’s worst nightmare.
Finding one’s fated mate was supposed to be beautiful and romantic and result in a happily-ever-after. This didn’t feel like any of those things.
Neil nodded and turned to the window, clasping his hands behind his back.
“My fianceé was supposed to arrive two days ago, and yet I have not heard word from her,” he exp
