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

"Sit." He directed and pressed my unwilling body back in my seat.

"Idiotic set of assholes," I muttered under my breath as the door clanged shut, abandoning only Dante and me in the room.

He snorted and my vision sharply turned to him, my glare still intact. His silent laughter seized at my expression and he cleared his throat and murmured a "sorry."

"You should have let me spill my colorful insults at them," I growled, my breathing ragged as the anger I felt threatened to consume me.

"I didn't want blood on my hands," he sighed and towed his previous seat close to me. His sight didn't leave my form as he dropped his weight on it and angled mine such that we were now facing each other.

"It won't be on your hands," I scowled, my fingers curling into fists as their silly insinuation came to mind. "But mine."

104. Wiped