Winter Wolves

A rejected mate, second chance wolf shifter, standalone romance.
Sabine
The dreams came. I knew what they meant, even though disbelief rode me hard. I was so far at the bottom of my pack's ranking that there wasn't a hope to even be acknowledged to speak with our pack master, let alone convince him of the fact that we were mates.
Fated.
Moon-blessed.
The winter wolves didn't believe in fated mates. They believed in rank, earning your spot in the pack, and the ability to hold it at all costs. My mate refused to believe me. He destroyed my livelihood, nearly cost me my life, and then in the final hour when I was leaving for good, he came around to beg for my forgiveness. Too bad he couldn't answer one simple question... After tearing my life apart, my mate still didn't even know my name.
Mitchell
I knew her name a moment too late to make up for the things I'd done. By the time it was all over, I had more to make up to her as well. First, I had to remake myself into a pack alpha she could respect. Then, I had to hunt her down and make her understand that she was mine.