I heard him roar like the beast that he truly is. His skin was turning into fur, his canes expanded, and his claws extended on both his hands and legs. His eyes turn pitch black. After some time, everything calmed down and I felt a soft breath on my face. By smelling the scent I know it's him in his human form. 
"You are my desire and my only hope to shed away this guilty birth of a werewolf." He grunted pushing me to the wall and holding my cheek tight between his fingers. Bending his head he traced a line with his tongue from the back of my ear to my jaw line and bit me on my neck. "I marked you as mine. Now no one is going to touch you." He made a deathly roar. I look at him in trepid and he whispers softly in my ears after kissing my cheek. 
"MY HEART CRAVES FOR YOU. MARRY ME, ALEXA SULLIVAN.

Aztec's Luna

　　Was Aztec's life destined to turn to a tragedy that even the moon couldn't help?


　　Was he bound to stay soulless without his wife, without love although his life?


　　"No I do not want my mate to die." Aztec yelled inside his conscience but the Spirit could hear him like always. The leaves scattered and trees shook with the heavy gale but Aztec continued to look at the moon in the sky going unmoved. Slowly the moon was replaced with a faint sketch of celestial figure appearing between the clouds and from the heaven slides a silver bowl. No sooner Aztec extends his hands, it lands in his palms.


CHAPTER 27