“Mate!”
The word cracked through the silence like a curse.
Diva pulse thundering through her veins. The rain dripped from her tangled hair, plastering it to her pale cheeks as she slowly turned. The scent hit her first ... a rich, dark, ancient. Then came the man.
He stepped forward under the silver glow of the moon, water glistening on his sharp jawline, his eyes glowing with power that made her knees tremble.
Alpha Orion.
Her breath hitched, her chest constricting. No… it couldn’t be. “No f*****g way…” she whispered, backing away slowly, her voice breaking. “No way I’m mated to you.”
Orion chuckled, low and dangerous, the sound sliding through the rain like a caress and a threat. “You smell divine,” he murmured, his voice rough with hunger. “The Moon Goddess really has a sick sense
