Chapter 106

Damon

I could still feel it, the bond. The one that should not exist.

The one that didn’t belong to her.

The one that I knew that I already had, I did not reject Sienna. At least the rejection did not work. Our daughter being born was proof of it not working. If it did, then Isla not be here.

This bond was not broken, I knew that. Was not. I could still feel her, She could feel me. Then how would I have another mate? How would that be possible?

The number of questions that played in my mind were countless, and I knew that neither one of them had an answer.

But my wolf, that primal part of me, didn’t care for logic or reality. He only cared about scent, instinct, connection. And when I caught that sweet, warm scent in the forest, a mate’s scent, it latched onto my insides and whispered one word;

Mate.

But it wasn’t Sienna. It was her…

The woman who lay in my arms, it was her.

I had carried her bleeding body into the i