Hopesophine

After meeting Abby, a mere human on both his and her birthday.  Abby was drunk and because of this she was rather very friendly with Elijah, and because of it his wolf went crazy... in that process Elijah and his wolf shared a very important piece of information. “His Mate” But Abby’s life was not as normal and human like as it seems, she could see and feel things that weren't abnormal.
©Hopesophine

His Powerful Succubi  Mate

The cabin’s wooden floors creaked softly beneath Heacetana’s feet as she paced back and forth in the guest room, her pulse fluttering like a trapped bird in her chest. The blush that had stormed her cheeks hadn’t faded, not even after ten full minutes of splashing her face with cold water. Her skin was still burning. From the heat of the steam. From the sight of Elijah. 


From the way he looked at her—no, not Elijah. 


She pressed her palms to her cheeks and groaned into them. “What is wrong with me?” 


But deep down, she knew the answer. It wasn’t wrongness. It was want. A pull that had grown deeper, tighter, every day since she woke up in the hospital. This magnetic force between them was no longer gentle or subtle—it was growing teeth. 


She turned away from the door, only to stop short. 


Truth Between the Silence