DAMIAN POV
The moment the mate bond snapped into place, Damian's entire world changed.
One second, he was standing in his chambers, agitated and stressed from the investigation. Focused on finding the poisoner. Trying to figure out who wanted him dead badly enough to kill innocent nobles.
The next second, his servant stepped out from behind the privacy screen, and reality shattered.
MATE.
His wolf howled the word with such force it nearly drove Damian to his knees. After eight years of searching. Eight years of hoping and despairing and wondering if the Moon Goddess had cursed him with a bond that would never complete.
She was here. Right here. Had been here for three months. Serving him breakfast. Tending his fires. Being invisible while he'd been slowly dying from loneliness.
Sera. His packless servant. His mate.
