Kael had loved deeply once before. It had left scars on his heart that never fully healed, wounds that ached in quiet moments and whispered warnings in the dark.
All he wanted was a she-wolf who would look at him like he was her entire world. Someone who would stand beside him through every storm, who would choose him not out of desperation but out of devotion.
Someone who would love him through the fire and the flood and everything in between.
It made sense that Jasmine was terrified of leaving her pack. Any she-wolf in her position would feel the same. But as a man, he had the advantage.
His mate would either remain here or leave her pack to join his. He would never be the one forced to abandon everything he knew. That privilege belonged to him, and it terrified him.
