Chapter Thirty-One: Nicole

** Trigger Warning **

The second my son and his mate leave, the scorching tears set themselves free. Hearing how Charles feels about Paige took me for a ride down memory lane. Twenty-two years ago, I was a lot like Paige. My future should’ve been bright, but the Moon Goddess had different plans for me.

Don’t blame her for our mate’s insolence, Faith’s voice rings out in my head.

I often wonder what my life would be had I not met Charles at the annual mating ball. Maybe I would’ve continued onto the warrior path and served my pack. Maybe I would’ve traveled or joined the werewolf military. It doesn’t really matter now though, does it?

I remember the moment his hazelnut scent hit me. My heart was pounding, and my wolf was howling with glee. His ocean eyes locked with mine, and right then, I knew I was in love. I imagined a life of unconditional love, respect, and happiness. Oh, how wrong I was. Charles was amazing that night and for the year that followed it.

I kept training in his