Chapter 8

• Bernardo
• “Fool,”
• My wolf called out for the hundredth time that day, about one thousand times since I sent our mate away. I agreed that I was a fool. I hadn’t been thinking straight when I told her that I rejected her. how could I be thinking straight and say something like that? I regretted it almost immediately but still, I watched her leave my room in tears. I was an asshole who rejected the one woman that was made for him.