FreshyGore

"Darling." He smirked and eyed my lips. "Promises can be broken."

"I don't break promises," I aimed to assure.

"I know because I know you." He stretched his palm to caress my chin and this time, I didn't flinch.

"How?" I croaked.

"Because I've watched you." His hand moved to brush my hair away from my face. "I know about your schedule, when you sleep, how you like your tea, how you interact with strangers, even down to the kind of shampoo you use."

He is a stalker, get away from him! My subconscious screamed at me

Instead of me to do that, I did the opposite by asking. "Why, do you know all these?"

He simply chuckled and inched his face closer, we stared into each other's eyes for what felt like a decade before he shifted to my ear and whispered. "Because you are my mate."

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Tanya Marie Andre. A female writer who has read many werewolf books but never believed them to be real.

Diego Dante Domino. An Alpha who has searched for his mate for centuries.

Dive in to see how everything turns out.
Warning: Mature scenes

Werewolf In The Woods

Vengeance is a drug, one that you consume unknowingly and become addicted to on the first drag. It in turn consumes you and before you know it, it becomes the driving force of your life.

If I had known this then, I wouldn't have let my rage create such a driving need for blood. However, I didn't and so I let it take control of me.

After that day I let Leo and Sarah in, I snapped out of my sorrow or at least tucked it somewhere in the back of my mind so it won't get in the way of my future actions. Actions that were going to wreak havoc on the one that caused me pain.

It was 5 days later and I had just had my bath and dressed in fitting denim and a black crop top. My waist-length black hair had been trimmed and now it barely reached my back, giving me the same look but with a different volume.

In that instant, it was styled in a high ponytail as I rubbed pink eyeshadow on my eyelids and finished off my appearance with a straight eyeliner.

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