Lorelle had no idea why she was always drawn to Leofric, like a firefly drawn to light.
That man was a complete bastard and had done so many infuriating things that Lorelle often wanted to throw every single thing in her room at his head.
Even so, for reasons she couldn't understand, she still couldn't get rid of the love she felt for him.
None of them were werewolves or lycans, so the idea of "mates" was vague to them. Sure, other beasts could mark their partners too, but they didn't have the privilege of knowing their destined mate's name from the Moon Goddess.
That was why, for other beasts, finding their mate required more patience and was also more exciting because they didn't know who that person was or when they'd meet them.
It became even more complicated if their mate happened to be human, since their worlds were naturally opposite, so it demanded even greater patience.
