Page 167 of Second Chance Mates

I take in his words for a long moment before nodding. “Yeah,” I rasp. “I guess you’re right. I’m new to this world. For you guys, this is probably child’s play.”

“It gets easier. I promise.”

We lay back down in bed, and I rest my head on his chest. “I can’t believe I forgot. I’ve been a werewolf and shifted, and I still didn’t know.”

“You lost a lot of blood and were in a coma for a few days, Ava. Don’t beat yourself up for not remembering. I think in a way, your memories come back to you when you’re ready to face them,” he admits, and I think about that for a second.

He might be right. He’s always right.

I stay silent as he wraps me up in his strong arms. “Sleep, baby. It’s still early. We can talk about this in the morning.”

My eyes flutter shut, and I inhale the scent wafting from his neck. I smile at the way it invades my bloodstream. My senses have heightened in ways I couldn’t even imagine.

Later that day, I find myself in the library with Evan and Sam close behind him, looking as bored as ever. I reach up to find books on werewolf ancestry because I feel like I’m missing a piece of my history. My parents abandoned me when I was a baby, and now I don’t even know who I am.

“Is it true your wolf has gold lining in its fur?” Evan asks as he stands up on one of the ladders.

I quirk a brow at him. “Gossip travels fast, huh?”

“Oh. Is it a rumour?”

My head shakes. “No. I’m a white wolf with gold in my fur. Yes. But I’m not entirely sure what it means. That’s what I’m trying to find out. I know nothing about my parents or where I’m from.”

Evan steps down from the ladder and meets me at one of the mahogany tables. “Does it matter where you’re from? You’ve found peace and your family here. I get that you don’t truly understand your heritage, but at the same time, you can make your own history.”

“I guess I’d like to know,” I admit. “It’s not super important right now, but it feels like I’m missing out on knowing the truth. But at the same time, they left me in the human world when I needed to be guided, so they suck.”

He perches beside me and laughs. “I get that. I couldn’t give a shit about my past. I only want the future and to look ahead.”

Sam scoffs behind him, and we both shoot him a glare. “Me, too,” I agree. “I’m curious, that’s all. What about white wolves? What is their ancestry like?”

“White wolves aren’t rare. There are thousands of white wolves across the country. But I don’t know any wolves that are infused with gold.” He gives me an impressive smirk. “That’s what’s interesting.”

I pull the book away from my eyes and stare at the wall.

Your heart of gold will shine from the inside out.

This is my blessing to you

I blink once, twice. Then a smile tugs at the corner of my mouth.

I’m invaded with reassurance. She thinks I blame her, but I don’t. I’m relieved she can make her presence known. That I could come face to face with the Goddess that mated me to Jaxon.

“What?” Evan pulls back suspiciously.

“Nothing.”

The door to the library opens, and I glance over at my mate. I smile in his direction as he studies the books spread across the table. “There you guys are. What are you doing?”

“Just some reading,” I state simply. “Research.”

“Research?” his brow quirks.

Evan gives me a soft smile before leaving with Sam. I stand from the chair and put the books away. “Yeah. Reading on how to be the perfect Luna.”

A hand wraps around my waist and tugs me backwards. I release a shriek before laughing. “Don’t need to do that. You are already perfect.”

My face heats. “Well, it’s a little biassed coming from you.”

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