I own nothing you recognize. That glorious honor belongs to the wonderfully talented SM and I thank her for her unknowing loan.
Prologue
There. It had finally happened. There she was: his reason for existing.
She stood across the park, smiling his direction. They locked eyes and the world fell away. Gravity had nothing on the pull of this one woman. In all the world she was what tied him here in this time and this place. He would do anything for her. Be anything for her.
That moment dragged on for an eternity as they looked at each other. There was recognition in her gray eyes, acceptance in her smile.
And then it was over. She turned to the man who had come up to take her hand. He kissed the smooth bronze skin there and she turned that radiant smile on him. His smile. His wolf growled, loud enough that the people closest to him moved away with worried looks.
The man spoke to her and she laughed. It was music-pure and sweet, innocent. His wolf loved that sound. He would spend all his days giving her reasons to laugh.
They turned to leave and he thought he would die if he never saw her again. But she turned before she climbed into the red sports car and caught his eye again. Her smile turned into a frown, a small turning down of the corners of her mouth.
Had he done something to upset her? Had he done something wrong?
But the smile was back on her face in a second, as if it had never left. She fastened her seatbelt and his imprint drove away.
The wolf raced after her as inconspicuously as possible...so everyone in a five miles radius noticed something weird was happening.
