Renn stepped into the party venue. He hated parties. That was one of the reasons he almost didn't show up, even though Kaito had sent him an invitation. They weren't friends, not really. But still, they couldn't deny the truth—they were brothers. Born of different mothers, raised in different packs, yet chosen by the moon goddess for a purpose bigger than any of them.
And he hadn't forgotten. The bond that would unite them wasn't blood, but a woman. Their mate. Whoever she was, she had managed to turn their lives upside down without even trying.
"Renn," Taros called, his voice cutting through the noise. He stood near the corner, eyes scanning the crowd.
Renn walked over, his hands shoved deep in his pockets. The air felt strange. He knew they had all felt it. Something wasn't right, though none of them could explain it.
"You got it too?" Taros asked, his eyes no longer red but their natural shade of blue again.
