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"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

A stare-off began as Marie retreated backward with a sinister smile. My vision scanned from her to Daniel who was grinning from ear to ear and encased in black pants and a red long-sleeved vest. My sight however didn't miss the tip of a gun hanging on the waistband of his pants.

Stirring my vision back to him I lifted a brow as he wiggled his, eyes clouded with mischief. The atmosphere was charged with tension as no one from either our side or theirs moved. The next person I glanced at was Sarah the she-devil.

She radiated darkness like a machine, her irises carrying vindication as her lips tilted oddly. Clad in black denim a blue blouse and a black jacket, her hair pinned atop her head, she looked like one of those bike moms you see drinking a beer in a corner of an establishment.

68. Witch