My Monster Mate Book I

I came home to hide from the beast that had interrupted my work. It couldn't be logical for a wolf of that size to be chasing me. It couldn't be real. For a moment I thought I was having a terrible nightmare and wanted to wake up. But this was very real.

“You won't get away from me, Sara.” He said, his rough, terrifying voice shaking my bones.

The chase was coming to an end, I could not escape from this demonic beast that possessed impressive speed.

I stared at him in utter shock, and when he returned to his human form, I was stunned. It was him, my classmate I had ignored for so long. He was strong, handsome, with jet black hair and piercing eyes that were just as dark.

“What do you want, Mark?” I asked, trembling and trying to cover my wheat-colored face with my hands.

I didn't even have time to ask for help before he was carrying me in his huge arms. He was overwhelmingly strong and I had no idea who to turn to for help. I lived alone in my flat.

I woke up bone numb, in a soft feather bed. I saw him sitting next to me, his body showing the tattoos that made him look so dangerous. Fear coursed down my back and I groped to cover myself with my blankets, the neckline of my shirt not hiding my femininity.

“This is how I wanted to have you; don't you remember me?” Mark asked, running his hand down my neck as if he was about to kill me.

I wanted to pretend I didn't care, that would be better for his fury, but I wasn't a liar. That handsome man had been a shy teenager whom I'd turned down for the school dance a thousand times and denied him every date. He was so changed, even if he still had those characteristic deep eyes.

“You're a wolf” I began to say, stuttering.

“Yes, and you'll be my mate. But that doesn't make me hate you any less” He stood up abruptly and pulled the blanket off me, exposing me.

My senses sharpened and my heart galloped uncontrollably.

“I don't understand a word you're saying” I pleaded, fearing for my life.

He was covered in blood; I could see him well when he stood up. He was a killer, an unrestrained beast who now had complete control over me. I spotted the closed door and silently wailed.

You will do as I say, you are my property now, and I assure you I will avenge past rejections. -Her mischievous smile shone; her teeth gleamed.

A hand reached for a rope on the bedside table, which could mean anything. My blood ran cold again as she threw it to the floor.

“You scare so easily, Sara, but you weren't so scared when you ignored me and laughed at my letters...” she pursed her lips.

Mark threw himself gently on top of me, squeezing my neck between his hands and sinking his nose into my throat. This was crazy, he was a wolf and he had kidnapped me for revenge. He pulled my clothes off and slid his hands down my legs. The feeling changed, I wasn't afraid anymore, but a part of me was getting wet and I didn't want to admit it.