Book 2: Who Was the Strange Wolf?

Hera’s POV

I knew Felixe was busy packing up. Maybe it was time to leave this paradise! My heart felt heavy, and I considered taking a stroll outside, maybe for the last time. I knew he was watching me. Since the encounter at the bay, I noticed a change in his attitude towards me. I could see the intense desire in his eyes, the tremendous amount of energy it was taking him to restrain himself. Would he break? I wanted him to break! What if he released me before I could experience the magic of the mate bond between us?

Even if he didn’t acknowledge me as his mate, I could feel the acute sex*al tension between us. Any other wolf would have caved in and produced pups by now, but Felixe Andreadis wasn’t any ordinary wolf. He was a mystery I couldn’t figure out.

The grassy lawn felt so good under my feet. I didn’t want to go somewhere else. Why were we leaving? Did Zeph find me? It had been over a week, yet none of the boys could find me. Didn’t they kn