Chapter 18

It had been a surreal experience being introduced to Silas, the other half that made up part of who Zeus was. I had always known of his presence from seeing the way Zeus' eyes would often flash to the molten gold when his wolf would emerge. And the sight of seeing him had been one that would remain with me the more I grew to accept my fate of being his mate.

Soon we were back on the road and found ourselves entering one of the tiny towns in the area called Bovina, a quaint village with a population just under a thousand that was truly a charming place.