The Queen Wolf Dragon
"Well, I marked my bride as mine the first day I saw her in the forest, and luckily for me, she turned out to be my mate as well."
"Will she feel the mate bond with you?" Vyrelen asked.
Tharros shrugged. "I don’t know, and I don’t care. Her cousin told me she was wolfless, you were there yourself. But that doesn’t matter to me. Whether she has a wolf or not, she is mine forever."
"Even if you’re not her true mate?"
Tharros scoffed. "My wolf never makes mistakes. Even if she had a wolf, it would still recognize me as her mate. That’s how it works, I think, regardless I know her wolf will choose me."
"Well, things worked out in your favor," Vyrelen admitted.
"They did."
"I don’t want mine to stress me the way yours does."
"Want me to come with you?" Tharros offered.
Vyrelen shook his head. "No need. If I need help, you’ll be the first to know. Besides, I can handle things myself."