Luke
As I come face to face with Marie herself, the woman, the menace, the enemy, I hear my wolf proclaiming what I already knew as soon as our eyes met and gazes locked. "Mate!"
Shit!
This cannot be happening! Oh, no, no, no, no, NO!
Just tell me, what were the odds? There are millions of other she wolves out there, heck, there are millions of human, vampires, witches and other creatures. How the f**k do I end up having HER as my mate? What have I done to upset the Moon Goddess to such degree?
Anyone that has ever met me can testify to this. I am one of the f*****g good guys out there. I have waited and waited for my mate, well prepared to love her and give her the world. How the hell is all of this fair to me?
I can feel the stupid bond that we have, my wolf recognises her as
