Chapter 213
ZANE’S POV
The cheering from the Luna ceremony was still echoing in my ears as I hurried back from the celebration.
My mind wasn’t on the dancing or the speeches. It was on her.
A few days ago, I’d gone to the Devil’s city to hunt for Memphis.
Honestly, I expected the search to take days, maybe even weeks. I had mapped out every step—how I’d track his scent, interrogate low-level devils, avoid detection. Instead, the very first trail I followed had led me to something I never could’ve prepared for.
Her.
Chloe.
The moment I caught her scent, my wolf went feral inside me. He started pounding against my ribs like he was ready to tear his way out.
I thought it was some kind of trick, a devil magic meant to lure me in. But then it hit me—the mate bond. That warm, electric pull threading itself into my very soul. The bond that no wolf could ever mistake.
My mate… was a devil.
It didn’t make sense.
Devils and werewolves were sworn enemies until the end of time.
But there she was, standing in

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