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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

"Brief us," Dante instructed Ricky who sat beside me in a loose brown vest and jeans. It had been hours after the incident and so an emergency council meeting had been called to know what had gone wrong.

I had just finished filling the twins in on the situation when Dante came in and assured them of their safety before he was steering me to the conference room where the meeting was being held.

Dante was at the head of the table, as usual, his domineering figure encased in a wine-long-sleeved button-up and black slacks. His hair was a mess and his eyes focused on Ricky as he tapped a forefinger incessantly on the mahogany table.

Victor was to his left in the same cloth as earlier, Dalia on Victor's left in a multicolored shirt above her sweatpants. They seemed not to have gotten a bit of rest since that morning and I felt guilty.

103. Silhouette