Chapter 115

*Lyra*

When Tessa emerged the next morning, her scent was different. Stronger. The distinct tang of her Alpha blood mixed with something unmistakable—Cormac. She was fully mated.

Guilt churned in my stomach as I stood by the kitchen counter, nursing a mug of coffee I barely tasted. I couldn’t help but feel responsible for the situation Cormac was now tied to.

He had sacrificed so much for us, for