One Deep BreathUpdated at Feb 21, 2021, 01:08
Callie never thought she was anything special. Plain looks, average grades and no friends to speak of.
Eton was tired of waiting for his mate. If he couldn't find the one he was fated to, he would find another to rule beside him.
Brielle had been in love with Eton since she was a teenager, and when he started to notice her she was elated. She knew he wasn't her mate, but did she have the strength to resist him?
Callie's dreams start to feel more and more real; eyes follow her through dark forests and hands roam her body under soft covers. Who knew werewolves were real and why were two of them trying to tell her they were her mates? What did it mean?
"Taking a deep breath, the faint scent of Coffee and caramel wafted past him. Jason howled in Eton's head. His eye's roamed the street for the source of the scent. Finding noone, he sniffed again. But it was gone. He glanced back at Brielle. Her eyes were searching the windows of the flats above, a frown creasing her brow. Surely she hadn't noticed?"