[Flora's POV]
I felt that only was there something wrong with the crazy wolf's brain, but also his nose.
The rolling down the mountain was so intense, but this wolf continued to rub his nose against my neck relentlessly. He recognized me as his mate and protected me firmly in his arms, so I didn't suffer any injuries during the long journey.
But so what? I couldn't feel anything. My wolf, Annie, seemed to have disappeared into thin air. She wouldn't tell me who was my mate, and I didn't smell any special scent either. Moreover, I was already a married woman.
I was going to divorce Marshall seriously and had our assets distributed. Having an extramarital affair would be very disadvantageous for me.
Therefore, when the crazy wolf was checking if I was injured, I kicked him hard. After pushing him back, I pounced straight into the river.
