***Sixty-Two Days Ago***
Godric’s POV
Last night my intuition became true. Zaya was in fact, my mate. From the moment I saw her I felt an attraction. And the longer she was with our pack, the more I started to care for her. But I still wasn’t sure that she was my mate until last night.
I left the birthday party after giving her the ring. A specially made ring I had Miss Gillery make for Zaya. I lied and said it was a gift to honor her for the sacrifice she was making. But honestly, it was something I designed for her before she became the tribute.
Watching her put it on and smile, was the first highlight of my night. But then she hugged me and I lost it. Her scent enveloped me, and I could not take it anymore. She smelled like lavender and vanilla. Every part of me wanted her.
Then she started rambling on about Sophie and I had to walk away from her. The image of her apologizing to me was heart-wrenching and I didn’t understand why. I had to walk away.
