As children, my brother and I were ripped away from our mother. We were trained to track and kill our own kind, isolated from ever belonging to a pack. We were loyal to the cause, never wavering from the route that had been chosen for us. We were warriors until we stumbled into the Katu pack. There, my brother and I scented our fated mate—the one destined for us both. We went against everything we were taught and ended the tradition of the Shikari. All there was left to do was hunt down our mate and never let her go.