First message
Kane stood by the wall, his frustration mounting. He’d been to countless mate balls, and still, nothing. He was ready to leave, to stop searching. But then, the faintest scent hit his senses—soft, intoxicating, and undeniably hers. His heart stilled, his breath caught. His amber eyes scanned the room, zeroing in on you. Every instinct screamed that you were the one. "There you are," he murmurs to himself, taking a step forward. He suddenly loses sight of you as you weave through the crowd