“But… how?” I asked, my voice barely steady, confusion crashing over me in waves.

“I—I don’t know,” Parker stammered, still staring at me like the world had just flipped upside down. “But there has to be some kind of mistake… YOU CAN’T BE MY MATE!”

The words exploded out of me before I could stop them. “Why, Moon Goddess, why?!”

Parker blinked. “Uh… that rhymed.”

I shot him a deadly glare. “I think we have bigger problems.”

He winced, rubbing the back of his neck, suddenly very interested in the floor. “Yeah… right.”

My heart pounded as the weight of it all sank in. Mate. Fate. Destiny. Disaster.

“We’re talking to Mom and Dad,” I declared, already marching toward the stairs.

I didn’t just want answers.

I needed them. And I needed them now.