Chapter 57 — I Don't Fucking Think So

• ~ TESS ~
• From what I know, when werewolves mate, it’s for life. Lyra and Ronan haven’t had their ceremony yet, but it isn’t necessary. "You love him. He loves you. A piece of paper doesn’t mean squat," I say to Lyra with a smile.
• "I would admit that things are good between us," Lyra replies, the corner of her mouth lifting into a smile. "He’s bossy sometimes, but I don’t mind. I kinda like it."