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

"Alpha," I declared in respect and bowed a bit as I stood opposite him in nude slacks that were flared at the ankle, a black crochet blouse above it, and a matching nude suit jacket with gold cufflinks.

"Luna," he reciprocated the gesture, head cocked to the side and a smirk on his lips as his right forefinger tapped the armrest of the chair.

He was in a black long-sleeved button-up shirt tucked into black slacks, two buttons were undone to reveal a sexy view of his taut chest.

Scoffing, I moved to the chair and got settled. Our position was on the right of the makeshift stage, empty seats of about 6 lining the center, probably for the elders and pack representatives.

99. Verdict