Chapter 61: Entangled in Fate

Raul’s POV: What in the world had I been thinking? Making love to her was a mistake, a colossal lapse in judgment. Had she cast some kind of spell on me? Bewitched me? I couldn’t shake the thought. And worse, I had told her about my nature. My *Lycan* nature. What the hell was wrong with me? My thoughts churned restlessly as I paced the room, a growing frustration gnawing at me from the inside out. I couldn’t stop thinking about her. That kiss, that touch, the way her skin felt against mine—it haunted me, consuming my mind, pulling me back into that moment no matter how hard I tried to forget it. "Yes, of course, you can’t stop thinking about her. She’s our mate. The bond is stronger than you realize," came the deep voice of my wolf, *Rodolf*, his tone laced with irritation. He had been relentless ever since I left her in that room, begging me to go back, to comfort her, to claim her. He hadn’t given me a moment's peace. "Not *your* mate, our mate. You’ve lost your mind, Raul. You’