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n. We were friends in high school then we lost touch with each other. I can’t believe she would sign up for this. She wasn’t tha

ally brushed against her arm. That’s when I felt it. I was in shock. She must have felt it to. How is this possible? Fiona is my true mat

g. I told her to rest that everything would be okay. That we would talk later. She gave me a hug and told me that she trusted me. It felt good having her

ere were way more male werewolves then there was females so most of us mated with humans, but none of us has had what we call a “true mat

, I would figure all of this out. No, I would figure all of this out. I wouldn’t let anyone near my mate. She was mine and I was hers

s scared, and there was no way she came here willingly. That made them all angry. We were not mean vicious wolves; we wou

uch her but me. They agreed that if she did not come here of her own free will then they would find someone else. I would give

y all thought Fiona was hot. I needed to be careful. Once they found out she didn’t want to be here they would send her away. I will have her go to my home and wait for me ther

r. I wondered if her dad knew where she was. Now that jerk was a real piece of work. I wondered if he was

because it belonged to my father and mother before they passed. They themselves were the last of the true mates until now. They left this place to me, and I agreed for it to b