Chapter 63

*Rowan*

This was worse than I thought.

I knew I couldn’t feel her wolf, but if she didn’t know what a mate was, then that meant she had no idea that we were even wolves.

It felt like a punch to the gut, hearing Lyra ask that question. My heart twisted in agony, realizing the extent of her memory loss. How could she not remember what a mate was? The bond we shared, the connection between our wolves