Saint is torn. His heart and wolf crave Ada, but he believes he’s not worthy of her—Noah or Huxley would be better mates. Yet, he can’t stay away. Every time he’s near her, he fears he’s breaking her heart more. When he witnesses Huxley kissing Ada, Saint’s instincts scream to tear him apart, but another part of him wants to walk away. She has two good mates... why would she need a third, especially someone as broken as him? Saint knows no one would want a mate with a secret like his, and pushing her away is the only way to protect her. Even if it destroys him.