Lonely Alpha

I know who my mate is. Have since I was in my twenties. We were together for a while, but he was sent overseas, and I never heard from him again. I sent letters. Care packages. The only reason I know he came back is because someone in my home town mentioned on social media that they’d seen him.
But by then I was long gone. Heartbroken. Scared. Determined. Trying to forget the mate who cracked me in two.
I’d given up on mates until I receive a letter from the Bearclaw Inn. I’ve heard the rumors. No one leaves the Bearclaw Inn unmated. I already had my mate, but perhaps Fate had another plan for me.
Only one way to find out.