I never expected to find a second mate. When my first mate didn't immediately kill him, I was hopeful--only to have those hopes dashed when their packs turned against us. We were deemed unnatural, a threat, something to be destroyed. Now we're on the run with nowhere to hide.? As if that's not enough, my old alpha's obsession with me hasn't ended. News of my unusual relationship must have reached him by now, but I know he won't give up. ? I need to...