prologue: the traitors

I'm on a mission to find a missing council member. The last person I expect to find is my mate, Grim. He's dark, mysterious and seems to be obsessed with me. But it doesn't matter. I don't do that shit. Being mates doesn't mean anything.
At least to me.

I can ignore him, but the stakes are high, and Grim is the only one who can help me find the missing person. However, he has his terms- I must participate in this sick mateship joke. I have no other choice. So I do what I've got to do to get the job done.

After all, being mates don't mean shit... Right?