His mate?! He knew-
His stomach twisted.
But could he? Riven thought he still had time!
Ronan. Hah... That damned big bad wolf.
Riven's fingers clenched. What the hell was that bastard doing here?
Soren didn't react with shock, only with cold amusement. "That does not sound true, and even if it was, I do not care."
Xavier shrugged. "We do not know how they perceive or find their mates... Maybe it is true..."
Soren's jaw ticked, his expression remaining impassive, but Riven knew better.
Soren was irritated.
Riven had never heard anything about Soren planning to give him back—if anything, it was the opposite.
So was Ronan going to start a clan war for him?
Riven listened, his sharp ears catching Xavier's next words.
"I suppose he assumed you would return him." Xavier looked like he was lost in thought. "Wolves protect each other, they don't like if their pack loses members... And this is his mate..."
Riven's eyes widened.
