Chapter 7 Hera's Welcome

Aphrodite’s Point of View
My wolf's voice cut through the haze of self-pity that had settled over me. Mate? I shook my head, repeating the word inside my mind: and laughed. It's ridiculous, I argued. I'm a curse. I wouldn't be fated to anyone, let alone someone like him.
But my wolf snarled in frustration. ‘He is ours. You can feel it. Don't let her take him.’