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

The darkness around me slowly dissipated and gradually I could feel light hitting behind my lids. I stirred but I felt weak. The darkness which was disappearing seemed comfortable and at that moment I didn't want it to go.

'Get the hell up Tanya' a feminine voice spoke in my mind. It was strange and yet familiar all at once.

"Who- who is that?" I interrogated, sensing my brows knitting in a frown as I moved on to what appeared to be a bed. A hard one that was different from the one Dante and I shared.

"It's me, darling, I'm here," I heard Dante say but I didn't see him as my lids were still shut. Rather I sensed him lift my palm and clasped it in his large ones.

"No no, not you," I told, and shook my head.

"Then it should be Dalia or Victor, they are both here, we are all here," He spoke rapidly, happiness evident in his tone.

63. Turned