Fated Second Chance

Leon is starting to pace again. "Leon, why are you so anxious?" Before he can even answer, the scent of apples and cinnamon surround me. "Mate" Leon growls, and I'm out of my seat moving toward the door. "Damon, what's wrong," Harp asks me, but I don't stop to answer her. As I follow the scent down the stairs, it's getting stronger.

"Find our mate," Leon growls. I want to roll my eyes. What the