“When your mother defeated them, an influx of fated mates started to meet. Before, only about one percent of all wolves
found their fated mate. Now, nearly ten percent do.”
“Wow,” I breathed. “And fated mates are supposed to allow you to unlock your deep powers?”
Valentin nodded. “Biceps and triceps,” I switched over. “Those who don’t have a fated mate, chose their mate. But on every
full moon, they have the ability to meet their fated mates.”
“On a full moon?” I said, eyebrow raised. “How cliche”
Valentin furrowed his brow as if he didn’t understand. He continued regardless. “It’s only on the fullest moon of the year,” he said “When the most moonlight reaches the earth beneath us. That’s what makes them so rare.”
my arms across my chest then twisted my neck twice. “And how can wolves tell that they’re fated
“Interesting,” I swung my arms across
mates?”
“There are signs before a fullest moon,” Valentin said. He walked towards the sparring mat where I swiped Maximus with my
1/2
nails. I begrudgingly followed as Valentin continued. “It’s usually extreme attraction. A sense of love at first sight. Synchronized heart beats that both wolves hear loud in their ears. A primal lust”
any of that.
Well, I hadn’t had any
“But in extreme cases,” Valentin said. “There’s a burning electricity between the two people.”
I swallowed thickly, remembering my experience with Maximus.
Electricity,” I repeated, trying to sound unphased
“So intense,” Valentin. “That it feels like you’ve been burned”
I remembered the feeling of touching Maximus. The deep fire I felt whenever he touched me. I took a shaky breath as I realized.
Maximus may be my fated mate.
