The moment Rina stepped forward into the room, everything shifted further.
The familiar scent that hits him wasn’t his ex-girlfriend’s cloying perfume—it was something deeper, more primal. His wolf surged beneath his skin, reacting instantly to the delicate, calming scent radiating from the girl who just walked further into the room.
Rina.
His breath caught in his throat. His heart pounded once, then again—harder, louder. Mate.
Without thinking, Theo yanked his hand away from his ex, stepping past her as if she didn’t exist. His eyes locked onto Rina’s, stunned by the sudden spark crackling in the air between them. She looked startled, confused… but her cheeks flushed pink, and her scent deepened—sweet, nervous, and undeniably drawn to him.
He moved toward her like a man in a trance,
