Werewolves long for the day they meet their mates. For Zane and Alessandra that's not the case. Zane is in love with Alessandra's sister and Alessandra isn't looking for love. Can these stubborn wolves resist the mate bond?
They might deny the bond...
"Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it." - George Santayana
Donata sat on her wooden porch in a knitted sweater. Her rocking chair squeaked as she leaned back.
Squeak. Squeak.
Her eyes were staring at nothing in particular. They just looked off into the distance. It was a chilly morning, but nothing a wolf couldn't handle. The cold didn't bother her, but there was something weighing heavy on her mind.
The last time I saw something like this, blood was spilled.
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Italy 1468
Rosanna walked through the halls of the Luna Rossa packhouse. It was said that it was larger than some of the castles in England, and Rosanna could see that the rumors were true. Rosanna was new to the packhouse, she thought it was foolish to stay in her family's large villa all by herself. However, she was already regretting her decision. The females of the pack did not take it well when all the males gave their attention to Rosanna.
So what? She attracted attention wherever she went. The maiden preferred to stay in the confines of her home most of the time anyway. It had the most books for her to read.
"Signorina, pardon me."
Rosanna turned around to be greeted by a young man. He brought her hand to his lips as a form of courtesy.
"The Alpha requests your presence in the courtyard."
Rosanna's face paled. Had she done something wrong? She barely left her chambers, how could he even know about her?
Maybe he just greets new residents of the packhouse.
"I assume you are here to escort me?"
"You would assume correctly."
He offered her his arm and she hooked hers through it. It seemed as if they had nearly walked a mile by the time they reached the courtyard.
"He will be here shortly."
She offered him a tight-lipped smile and the man took off. Then she waited for Alpha Lorenzo on a stone bench. The courtyard was surrounded by statues made of marble and stone. It was like an outdoor museum. What she loved the most was the quiet and peace. It was as if she was the only one there until she wasn't. Within seconds she smelled the most glorious scent that had her wolf howling.
She turned around and his eyes found his.
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