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

An annoying sound penetrated my slumber provoking me to have the urge to smash whatever was emitting that noise as I groaned and stirred on the bed.

"Please stop, please stop," I chanted not wanting to get up as I buried my face into my warm pillow.

To my relief it did, prompting me to sigh and smile slightly as I prepared to return to the land of beautiful dreams.

"Turn that shit off!" Dante thundered the instant it sounded again and this time I discerned it to be my ringtone.

Muttering curse words in every language known to man, I shuffled on the bed, missing the warmth of my pillow as I stretched my palm blindly toward where the music was coming from.

Forcing my eyes open hence I couldn't find the device, I sat up on the mattress and rubbed my lids to clear the remnants of sleep before my eyes darted to the mahogany-carved bedside table where my iPhone rested.

82. Worried