Supernatural creatures exist only in stories, in fables and legends, but never in real life. As long as all humans believe that, the World Alliance for Supernatural Protection-or WASP, as it is more commonly known-is accomplishing its mission. Historically, in countless instances over thousands of years, humans cannot be trusted not to kill supernatural creatures when their existence has been proven; one has only to look at the global near-extinction of dragons and unicorns to see the truth of that. However, despite the best efforts of WASP and the supernatural creatures around the world, accidents do happen, and when they do, it is the job of WASP special operatives to clean up the accident, to make it seem like nothing ever went amiss.
WASP special operatives are highly trained in the various arts and methods of making accidents disappear. Different special ops teams tend to get sent on different jobs, based on their talents and skill sets. My team, Special Ops 13, is WASP's secret weapon, the proverbial do-not-touch-except-in-case-of-emergency red button. When WASP calls on Special Ops 13, something has gone very, very wrong.
Have you ever just look up to the sky and ask the Moon Goddess "Why?"
I have.
I do it every single night for the past four years. I don't know if I'll have a second chance mate. I doubt the Moon Goddess would bless me with one when I literally killed my own mate with my own two hands.
Now, Dominic. Dom. He deserves one. His died the night of our Ball. He seen her from afar a few weeks back. Just for a second. We were in such a hurry in our Village that he never got the chance to talk to her. He never got the chance to know her. I however, was cursed with a mate that betrayed me before I even knew who she was. I never got the chance to know her either.
Once I heard her talking about ending our family. The thought of a mate I had went out into the forest. My mother. My fathers. My brothers. My sisters. Harlee! Who could do harm to her? She's just sweet and innocent. She's my baby sister. I didn't care for her explanations. I cared and loved my family more. To Odin and I she was a trespasser. She was the enemy. So, I killed her before she could do harm to our people. To my family. To my friends. It was her or all of them. I picked them. I would rather have her blood on my hands than have the entire pack. The entire clan. My entire family's blood on my hands. So I killed her without a second glance. I killed her with no emotions. After that night. I changed and it wasn't for the best. I changed and became colder. If I get a second mate, if she blesses me, I will reject her.
When "Mate" escaped my lips I nearly died.
Fuck.
Why did she have to show up now? Why couldn't I have been blessed being mateless. It would make everything so much easier. But than again nothing is easy in my life.
Do I trust her or do I reject her?
Will the past repeat itself?
Or will this lilac haired cherry blossom eyed mate when over my icy cold heart?