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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.

Dive in to see how everything turns out.
Warning: Mature scenes

Werewolf In The Woods

I stared at my reflection in the gold-rimmed mirror of Dante and I's bedroom. My face was fully made-up with perfectly winged eyeliner, light pink eyeshadow, mascara, and lips colored pink with lipstick.

"All done ma-am," the shy blonde female pack member nodded at me as she retrieved her fingers from my hair. She had lived up to her expectation of the best hairdresser around.

"Your work is magnificent," I complimented, peeking at her reflection and my hair which had never appeared this beautiful. She had succeeded in gathering the large bunch into an updo and made a classic donut out of it.

A few strands of my hair were selected and curled to frame my face. I had no idea how she did but blue rose petals were stringed in the curls. It was so well done that it almost came off as surreal, such that you wanted to touch it to make sure you weren't dreaming.

71. Preparation