Chapter 42

Andrew was furious with himself.

The speed and efficiency with which he set about achieving a goal were nothing less than breathtaking because he knew Diana barely had time to get her head around the idea of him being her mate, let alone accept him. He was the prince of darkness, after all. Could she accept him?

He found herself standing on the garden shed, overlooking a breathtaking cliff and the ocean far down, with just minutes to spare before Diana asked him about their mating bond.

He’d been pacing and swearing to all the damn gods for giving him the taste of someone's soul. How could Tomas or Tommy be so innocent, pure, and so dark at the same time? Both suffered the same heartaches and betrayals. Suffered the same grief. But was it fate?

He shook his head; however, Andrew knew it was all his mistake. He remembered his first visit in this century, long before, when a wolf pup needed help. He, without a second thought, helped the little pup, and his kindness wa