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.

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Warning: Mature scenes

Werewolf In The Woods

Descending the small flight of steps that led to the house, my whole body was alert in case I ran into anyone. I'd always been thankful for the way this neighborhood was built rather I'd never been more thankful than that morning as I strolled along the gravel road.

It took minutes for the house to be left behind, the dim streetlights helping my vision and at the same time not making me visible to anyone peeking from their windows.

I had ordered the taxi driver to wait for me three houses away from Leo's and so I trudged faster in the hopes he'd arrived and waited. A few feet ahead, I spotted a small car and pulled the hood of my black sweatshirt tighter in case it was not him.

Fishing my phone from my pocket as I walked, I quickly unlocked it and checked the details of the car as I got closer. To my relief, the plate number matched, together with the color and description.

47. Crashed