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Prologue

Ten years ago

Ford had been disconnected for far too long, his inner ani she wasn’t his mate

But loneliness had people seeking warmth and a connection

Had they even had that together? Maybe not

But he wanted a change Ford didn’t feel things he should in a relationship They were two separate people now, the connection gone… if it had even been there at all, if he were being honest

“You heading out?” Ford asked, but he wasn’t even granted a response

Silence It was always silence His thoughts drifted to better ti and having the gut feeling that Mina wasn’t honest with him

They’d had that cliched, young relationship, and he always hoped he’d feel so more for her But she’d been there to help ease his loneliness He used her in that way, and he was a bastard for it

It wasn’t unusual for a shifter to be with a hu that hollowness that he’d just given over to the need to feel… so

But if he were being honest, he questioned what they were doing together fro

Mina carabbed her purse off the floor “I gotta run, Ford” She said it without even looking at hiht the scent of the perfume she just spritzed on

It pissed hi, and not because she was apathetic Hell, he was right there too He was pissed because she couldn’t even look him in the eye

He wasn’t a fool, not when his inner animal smelled her desire And the fact that she knew he had those attuned senses and didn’t even try to hide it or act like she cared had hi