The Werewolf Camp

A girl?

A girl, really, my mate is a girl. There has to be a mistake. Indeed, there has to be a mistake, a girl. No way, I'm not a lesbian. I have nothing against them, but I don't like girls.

I decide against changing back, but once she does, I have no choice. My wolf takes over and makes me change
'she may not be your type, but she's mine, and the next thing I know, I'm just watching her.

Haley pov
It's the girl from before, on the first day she's mine. I know my human doesn't like girls, but I always knew there would be something different about our mate,
"Hello, mate," I say. She looks all happy
"you're in charge, aren't you, wolf," she laughs. I nod
"you know that your human should be in charge", she again says, laughing, making me growl
"and risk her rejecting you, I think not", I almost yell. She steps back
"calm down," she says.
"Only if you get your cute butt over here so I can claim you as mine," I say, laughing; she runs at me, wrapping her arms and legs around me and giving me the space between her chin and collarbone when I see a mark already where mine should be; I push her off me
"you already marked", I scream; she bursts into tears and runs off, changing into wolf form when she's away from me.