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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

The mettalic taste of blood still hung on my tongue despite the fact my mouth had healed from the busted lip caused by the punch administered to me some hours ago.

I didn't know the time, rather I could tell it was approaching night from the shadow on the wall. I was given a beating constantly as if it were something I needed to survive.

For that I had become used to the pains and anguish that came with the kicks and hits I got three times a day. I had received the one of afternoon and already knew another was coming at night.

Damien and his rogues had made my body a training device to test and weigh their punches and strength and I didn't blame them because I never for once kept my mouth shut, instead I egged them on. The anger and irritation on their face I got in response always gave me satisfaction.

134. Intruders