My Mate Is A Werewolf Hunter (COMPLETED)

Doubt

Having someone to stare at you totally gives a huge amount of shrills.

He may be my mate but Gahh!

He is a hunter for god's sake!

He has a huge pack of silver bullets and a massive room filled with complicated looking guns that just makes my fur stand like it was electrified.

Oh my gosh! There he is again!

Walking toward me like he is the only man in the world. His messy hair made him look like a Greek God or something that makes me wanna jump on him and rape him on the spot.

Him, Wearing that black shirt and jeans that fitted him perfectly. His abs, oh his abs..I just wanna lay my hand there and- wait? Why am I thinking all this?! Ugghh!!? Horny dog! Driving me crazy as well!

Oh no! Oh no! He's coming toward where I am sitting!

Focus Kate! Focus on the book you are reading, though you don't even understand what its all about.

"Hey!" My heart stopped just by hearing his angelic voice.  I doubt if I should be lucky because my mate is so drop dead gorgeous or dead because soon He will kill me once he discovered I am a werewolf.

Anyway, I'm squatted on the grass of the garden. I don't know but somehow I feel peace just when I found this place. Not until this Gorgeous Man already squatting beside me came.

"How are you feeling?" I asked nervously.

"Fine."

I stopped reading or should I say stopped acting that I'm reading and stared at his face.

"By the look of your face, I seriously doubt it. What happened?" I asked.

The wind started blowing hard making my hair dance with it.

He looked at me then something flashed in his eye when he met my gaze, but he quickly hid it. I wonder what it is.

He swallowed hard before talking. I could tell he looked depressed and tired...and sad?

"He died"

I must admit. I don't know who he is talking about.

"What?"

"You heard me right. I'm not gonna repeat it again" He snapped.

Caitlyn howled in pain when our mate snapped at me.

"Hey! Who died?" I asked my wolf.

"Do you remember the guy yesterday? The one who's bleeding?" She said. Then it clicked me.

"Simon?"

"Yeah..he's the one. "

Oh, That's why he feel so depressed. He'sad because one of his people died. And that's because of us.
I doubt that his rage for us can get any worse.
Just by looking at his eyes.