My nemesis turns out to be my mate

sk air invigorate me, my white fur glistening under the bright full moon. In that moment, I felt utterly alive. Drew is my mate, and I've marked him-

nt. Could it be that I've finally accepted Drew as my mate? I settled at a table with my meal, but then I overheard a woman exclaim, "Oh my gosh, Drew has become so handsome, hasn't he?" A surge of anger cour

es, it's been a while." Stella clung to him, as if I were a threat. Girl, he's yours, and I've found my own mate, even if he is my nemesis. "I heard Drew is back in the pack," Frederick said. I nodded, "Yep, I met him yesterday." He scru

aught sight of me, he excused himself and approached with a casual confidence. "Have you finished processing everything?" he asked. It was fortunate I ran into him, as I had planned to visit him at the pa

ker of irritation. "She's from native pack, my mother's pack, the alpha's daughter, Abigail. She's here with her brother to spend some time with us," he explained, but I sensed there was more to the story "well she kin

must have looked like a jealous partner, as he couldn't help but smile. "It better be true," I pouted, feeling a mix of emotions swirling inside me. What was wrong with me? I inwardly tugged