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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

It was a Saturday and preparations were going on for the gala that was to hold later in the evening. It was 2 weeks after that brutal fight and 3 days after Tamar had sent information that Damien's clothes had been washed off at the Macaah river.

The clothes he wore that day was sent as confirmation and the whole pack was filled with joy. More so as the same clothes were parraded around the pack lands that morning to pump the people's spirit for the night.

To say I wasn't glad would be a lie hence a sense of peace had settled in Moonville and people no longer moved with a hint of fear at the back of their minds. Dante was being praised wherever he went and I wasn't left out too as everyone I met almost felt like lying flat at my feet to show their appreciation.

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