I look up into his dominating hazel eyes , " sorry to say this princess but you are my mate wither you like it or not.. " he purrs near my ear while playing with my hair. " why did i have to go to my job today.." i think to myself as i stare back into his eyes not knowing what to say. In today's society Werewolves are on top above humans.. You're supposed to be considered lucky if your a mate to one. yet i think otherwise..
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