"Oh, you have got to be kidding me!" I seethed.

Harper's mouth fell open. "Did he just say what I think he said?"

I blew out a huff of air through my nose in aggravation. "Yep."

All I saw was the word the dog mouthed, but in the end, that's all I needed to see to make it seem like the end of my world.

The word that made my life SO complicated from that point on was...







'Mate'


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Maria lives in House Crimson as one of the highest-ranking vampires of her house. The second, to be precise. It's not because she's fought in countless wars, or lived so many hundreds of years, or can make people bend to her will with a threatening glare. She hasn't/doesdon't do any of those things. She's only 17.

Her rank might have something to do with her bad@ss nature and undeniable knack for leadership, but who's to say for sure?

Nevertheless, she's only second to the master and mistress themselves, who also happens to be her aunt and uncle.

Yeah... not great leaders, those two. They're cowards who abandon their house after the first signs of an invasion. Disgraceful.

Now, Maria is left to try and fix things on her own with the werewolf invaders. But of course, there will be. . . complications along the way.

Big Bad Wolfie 

We're walking back across the territory to get to the master house and I'm still riled about how stupid Lucas was. I mean, he's kind of known for being impulsive, but he doesn't just go around jumping people.

I sighed again, shaking my head. They dragged him down to the cells we have in a separate building with the other warriors and spitfires. And I didn't do anything to stop them. What could I do? He was in the wrong, and I can't just ask them to let that go.

Now, if they try and hurt him or anyone else, I'm throwing hands, but we haven't had that problem yet.

I was ready to drift off into my thoughts and plans and schemes and everything going on in my hectic head(including the stress over my mate. Or hopes, also about my mate), but Wolfie stumbling towards me slightly followed by a small high pitched squeal, kept me in reality.

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