"I won't repeat myself. You're truly one of a kind, Sky. You have no idea how much. That's got to be sufficient," he said firmly. She looked at him, afraid to even twitch. She sensed that the slightest movement on her part could set him off. The composed Hunter vanished; now he simmered with an internal intensity. His irises began to shift to a fiery red. Every aspect of him exuded strength, resolve, and contentment. [...] "I'm unique, just like everyone else with their own DNA," she retorted dismissively. A fleeting smirk crossed Hunter's lips briefly, something unfamiliar, but it vanished swiftly. She almost convinced herself she had imagined it. "Don't be naive," he chided. "You don't possess human DNA, for starters. And beyond that, your uniqueness extends much further." [...] "You're mistaking me for someone else," she reiterated. "My name's Skylar; in a few weeks, I'll be eighteen. I'm a loner at school, and my father's hardly ever around. I can't possibly be..." She paused, carefully selecting her words. "...what you imagine me to be. I can't and won't be your..." Hunter's jaw clenched, his emerald eyes darkening. The crimson hue was unmistakable. Sky looked away, clinging to the belief that if she didn't witness something, it didn't exist. She didn't want to acknowledge the changing colors of his irises, reflecting his shifting moods. "Your name is Skylar, at least here in the USA. In a few weeks, you'll come of age, and that's when your Mate will find you. And I am your Mate, whether you embrace it or not." 🌕🌕🌕 "And into the forest I go, to lose my mind and find my soul" 🌕🌕🌕 Mathie Rocks 2024. All rights reserved.
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