"What?" I whispered, thinking I'd misheard him.
Darek stood with his eyes wide, barefoot on the cold stone floor, his expression unreadable. His shirt fit him like second skin and even though it was just plain and black and nothing like the Alpha gear he usually wore, he somehow exuded the authority no other Lycan had. "If I changed…," he said softer this time, "If I tried…would you give me another chance?"
I should have laughed and told him no immediately. Why would the great Alpha Commander change suddenly for someone like me?
"Chance for what, Darek? Because I'm with Valden now."
"So what? Just leave him. I'm your mate."
"Did you forget that you completed the bond by manipulation? I'm sure Valden will find a way to break this bond that we have as soon as he finds out."
Darek's eyes lit up and a slow smile curved his lips.
"Don't tell me, Maeve. He doesn't know you're completely mated to me yet?"
