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“He came up to me earlier today and asked to speak to me. Apologize, though I’m not sure if he actually meant it, regardless, he had. I figured I’d give him the benefit of the doubt.” She shrugs. “Anyway, I told him that if he ever found the one for him, that he never treat her the way he did me. With you being his mate, I truly hope he’s not going to go back on his word.”

“Well, you have nothing to worry about when it comes to him and me being anything. I’m not going there, no matter what he seems to think we are.” I’m not his mate, I’m not anything to him. I can’t be. I have to keep telling myself how badly he scorned Sloane in the past. What Bandit said in that room helps to seal the thought in place.

Still, I find myself wishing I knew what his kiss would tastelike.

God, I’m a glutton for punishment.

I jump from one player to find myself the mate of another.

What sick world do we live in that the fates test me so much?

Chapter Seven

Dane

I should go after her. I shouldn’t let her out of my sight.

“Brother, I know you want to go after her, but right now, we’ve got other shit to talk about,” Corbin remarks, hand pressing into my chest.

Cyrus and the rest of the Iron Howlers MC left behind the car, taking my mate away from me.

I’m struggling with the fact that Raine is Bandit’s little sister. I didn’t even know the VP of the IHMC even had a sibling.

Corbin and Justice both usher me back into the clubhouse, and the first thing I do is set eyes on mysister. She doesn’t have that pissed look in them anymore. Instead, she’s got her head cocked slightly.

“You know, I didn’t see it before. Didn’t understand why you were such a jerk to women. Using them and throwing them away, but I get it now.”

“Get what?” Corbin growls, moving to Karsyn and bringing her into his arms. “No offense, Syn, but we’ve all been dicks to women. What you said goes for all of us with dicks. Hell, I’d been an ass toward you the first day we met.”

Karsyn elbows Corbin in the side. “I know that. But I wasn’t talking about the whole male species. I was talking about my brother and the fact that he could be a bigger asshat than most. He toyed with women differently than others do.”

“Syn, right now isn’t the time.”

My Prez was right about that. It wasn’t the time.

“When is the right time?” The question comes from Karsyn, who is laced with worry and sarcasm all in one. “When is it the right time for any of you,” she says, pointing around the room, “to find your mate, to find what fate deems what should be? The Moon Goddess picks only those who the fates allow to be birthed into this world with the ability to understand what you all are. Not just that you’re shifters. The reason each mateis picked for each shifter is because they’re the other half of one soul.” She pauses and looks in the distance. “Some are even the soul that you are without.”

What the hell does that mean?

Sometimes, I swear Karsyn has completely lost it. However, I know the truth of it. She only speaks the truth of what she sees, what she knows. Even when it doesn’t make sense to the rest of us.

“How about we get back to what we all need to talk about,” Justice grunts.

I twist to look at my VP and see him watching me curiously.

“Swear your eyes are giving me the creeps right now,” Tucker remarks.

“What’s wrong with my eyes?” I cock a brow, not knowing what the hell he’s talking about.

“They’re no longer brown,” my dad announces. “Your eyes are a greenish blue.”

“That’s not possible. They’ve always been brown.”

There’s no way my eyes can change color when they’ve always been the same damn color, just as my dad’s have always been.

“It’s what happens when those of our family meet our mates,” Dad remarks, rakes a hand through his hair, and starts pacing. “That’s not the right descriptionof when it happens. Our eyes change only after the first meeting of our fated mate. The connection you felt inside you with your wolf, that was the bonding of your soul mending the tatters of itself, making your wolf and you whole rather than two separate beings.”

“That doesn’t make sense.” What he’s saying, I can’t seem to wrap my head around. “My wolf has always been a part of me.”

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