Eric was storming back and forth in one of the guests rooms on the top floor of the pack house, Ember prowling in his mind, ‘she doesn’t want us? What does she mean she doesn’t want us’ he growled, ‘we are her mate! She is our exact opposite and equal, how can we not be good enough for her.’
‘She was good enough for me’ Ember replied, ‘it was you who kept harping on about the prophesy and her not being the one, now look, she’s a silver wolf, the exact opposite of me!’
‘Well yes I know that now’ Eric raged, ‘you don’t have to tell me the obvious.’
‘Seems I do, i***t’ Ember replied with a smirk, ’because you sure as hell managed to miss the fact that our mate was the one the prophesy was talking about!’
‘She didn’t have a wolf’ Eric argued angrily, ‘it’s not like she had a sign around he
