Chapter 8 I Will Protect You

　　Raymond's POV 　　I sat there, watching Caitlyn on the bed, my mind swirling with conflicting thoughts. 　　From the moment I saw her, I felt a fire burning within me. My body stirred with an intense restlessness. 　　My wolf stirred within me, almost frantic, whispering one word: "Mate!" That's when I knew for sure—Caitlyn was my Second Chance Mate. 　　It was almost a miracle, a gift from the Moon Goddess. For rejected werewolves, a second chance at a mate is rare, almost unheard of. 　　Her scent, a delicate mix of violets and roses, filled the air, and it took everything in me to keep myself under control. 　　But Caitlyn, of course, had no idea. I'd used perfume to cover my scent. So her wolf couldn't detect it. 　　I'd been holding back, respecting Caitlyn's space, giving her the choice to stay or leave. 　　If she had chosen to leave, I would've told her the truth — about us, about the bond — and let her decide if she wanted to reject me. 　　But she didn't leave. She stayed, making my world fe