"When a wolf, or rather, a Lycan finds his mate and knows for certain she is the one, he can bind her to him with the ritual words even if he has not yet marked her body. It is like the human marriage ceremony but much deeper. Our souls and hearts are one half of the same whole, incomplete when apart. The ritual words bind them back together as they were meant to be." Raul stated, and Olivera visibly balked.
Lycan? The Alpha king was a Lycan? She inhaled deeply, to process this information. That would explain his ruthlessness, strength and victory in many battles, and of course, his otherworldly handsomeness.
But still, her gaze narrowed in speculation. "I thought the two were bound by chemistry, by blood, by the mark."
