Fated To Kill My Mate

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years old, and although this was practically infanthood when considering how long werewolves in our pack lived, I had to find my mate and produce an heir before I was thirty. It always seemed somewhat silly to me, being able to live up to three hundred years and having to have a child bef

me her address and invited me over, I could not possibly visit her there because it would be inviting danger from the Mules. I could not risk my mate so carelessly, so I would have to think of an alternative. I could just kidnap her, I thought... but that would still involve encroaching on Romulus

uld that cause those peculiar chemical reactions in me? I had never felt those things ever before in my life, and it fit the descriptions tha

did an alpha get mated to a human... this was part of why it was difficult to inform my mother. When she said "find her" she was probably mean

from the Mules which I did not want. Some older people in the pack would consider me as childish for wanting to get to know Charlotte personally when I could just have her brought to me and forcefully impregnate her, saving both myself and the pack- this was another reason I had not informed anyone about her- they would

ements for a day or two... this somewhat violated my preference for an idealistic relationship as I wa

in I was doing. I could get someone else, maybe Randy to monitor Charlotte, but my decision to keep her hidden for now was more impor

cation, I just needed to be close enough and I would feel her. Ever since the first spark, I could basically sense or sme

as she settled down on an empty chair in front of a board, some random guy rushe

and wa

ok intense enough to make him fear and obey me without question. Charlotte turned quizzical

the other side to sit opposite her, tryi

eously. "What lovely weat

should get a restraini

om you." I said, regretting

y be worried, but why do I f

things are just

rd- well, not as weird as half of everything you've

rled and leaned forward.

u w

hought it was simply her intuition being correct, but it was designed. We were built for each other. Maybe

play."