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What's a werewolf to do when it turns out his mate is a ghost whisperer?

Franklin Cyng was perfectly happy with his life as a bar owner and being the alpha of the Ulledo werewolf pack. The minute Axar Dusan walks into his bar, Franklin knows he's his mate, but Axar is a psychic, and werewolves and psychics do not get along.

It's worse than that, though. Axar is talking to thin air, having a conversation with an imaginary friend. Franklin stays away. He can't mate someone who isn't all there. Not long after, a group of people ushers Axar out of the bar, and Franklin believes that's it. He'll never see his mate again.

But Axar keeps coming back to the bar, and every time he does, he talks to his imaginary friend. An invisible person who knows things about the bar Axar has no way of knowing. What's Franklin to do? The more time he spends with Axar, the more certain he is that he can't walk away. His mate might be batshit crazy, but better to have a mate talking to imaginary ghosts than not have a mate at all, right?