Broken Fate

Fate never prepared me for seeing my mate with the claiming mark of my enemy.

She doesn't know she's my mate. She doesn't feel the burning pull between us. The desperate need to love and be loved by me as I feel raging inside me.

None of this should have happened this way.

I don't know how she came to be his, but I'll slowly torture him if his claim has broken my mate's ability to feel our bond.

The war has already begun and when the dust settles she will be mine.

I can't imagine an existence without her ... and my greatest fear is that it's all too late.