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AERIN

“Aerin, you need to wake up.” Mack brushes the hair from my forehead. “We have to leave now.”

My jaw cracks when I yawn. “Not this morning. You can fall off the lounger yourself. I’m tired and my head hurts.”

He laughs. “I fall off the lounger because I’m too busy kissing you. That would be hard to do if you’re not with me.”

I crack open one eyelid. “What’s my reward if I get up?”

A grin transforms his handsome face and his brown eyes sparkle with amusement. “What’s your reward?” he echoes as his amused gaze drifts to my mouth. “Maybe a kiss.”

I grip the front of his shirt. “It had better be a good one, Mack Winters, to have woken me up to freeze in the garden this morning.”

He laughs as he bends his head.

His lips touch mine, and I kiss him back when a sudden awareness shocks me.

This isn’t Mack.

It isn’t Mack.

I wrench my eyelids open, and my gaze clashes with a pair of bright blue eyes.

Not Mack.

Shane.

My former mate.

I shove him away from me as I scramble up the bed. I fall to the floor and cry out, thrusting my hand to ward Shane away when he steps closer. “Stay away from me.”

His gaze dips to the hand I press on my belly when my baby, probably in response to the panic flooding my body, kicks. “Is something wrong with the baby?”

“You care less about this baby than you ever cared about me. Stayaway!”

He inches back a step, but he doesn’t take his eyes off me.

It feels like it was a lifetime ago when I first saw him and knew I’d discovered my fated mate. I had never met anyone I needed, wanted, and ached to be with the way I felt about Shane Dacre. Such is the way with fated mates.

But Shane loved someone else.

Bree, the woman he loved, belonged to his pack, the Dacres. They were my pack’s closest neighbors, and I’d heard stories about him and caught glimpses of him from a distance, but had never met him until the day we met at an event my dad threw.

He was Perfect Shane, the handsome blond-haired, blue-eyed Alpha who had just taken over leading the pack from his dad, Iain.

When I met him, I thought it would be the start of my happy ever after. My dream life.

It was the start of a nightmare.

He spent months treating me like I was worthless until I ran, not realizing until I had left him that I was pregnant with his child. He never looked at me like he loved me because I was the obstacle to his perfect life with Bree. That’s how he looked at Bree.

Not now.

Now, he is looking at me like I’m his mate.

Like he wants me.

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