I’ll become his.
The thought ricocheted through my mind as Aziza placed his hand on my chin and lifted my face to meet his. His touch made my body tingle with an unfamiliar warmth. The pain that I previously experienced seemed nonexistent as I gazed at his lips, I wanted to feel them on mine once again. I’d never thought about becoming mates with a werewolf, I’d always thought that I would run away from this supernatural world and flee as far south as I could get. I knew that no one here would miss me and yet I couldn’t leave.
I had no survival skills; I had no idea how I could live on my own once I got far enough south. I wasn’t even sure how I was supposed to interact with those of my kind, humans. I was forbidden to talk about my life within Cyrus’s pack or what it was like being the
