What would you do if you were fated to someone whose heart belongs to another? Would you fight for control, or simply exit, stage left? This is the big question playing through Luciano's mind. Luciano is a werewolf. His mate is human. A married human. Will fate prevail? Or will he walk away?

Sometimes fate just has to mess with a good thing. Hopefully it has a good reason. Hello, my name is Amber Rayne, and this is my story. 
As I stood in front of my stove watching the gurgling pot of sauce, I couldnt help but sigh in contentment at how my life was going. Perfect husband, works hards, and loves harder. 

As I stand in the field surrounded by a multitude of bodies and covered in blood, I can't help but think of what brought me here. My mate. Or lack thereof. I have searched to the ends of the earth since the day I turned 18 but to no avail. She doesn't exsist. It's the only reason I can imagine. Why the MoonGoddess feels I do not deserve love is beyond my ability to understand.

Already Taken

Despite the uncomfortable feeling, I guess there wouldn't be any harm in cleaning up. Swinging my legs off the bed, I make my way into what can only be described as the perfect bathroom. Tiled floor in glossy black, black walls with white flowing designs throughout, a black tub that I swear could hold an army, and white candles scattered around. I am at a loss for words. 


I light the candles and dim the lights, anything to help me relax. I start the water and add the warm vanilla sugar body wash in. Wonder who's this is. But no complaints, since it's my favorite. 


Slipping in to the water and laying back, I didnt realize till now just how tired all these emotions have made me. I just hope I can find a way home soon. 


With those final thoughts, I feel myself drifting off to sleep. 


Chapter 11