Raven's POV
I look at the werewolf that is standing across the room. He couldn't be more different than Leo. His dark hair is cut neatly, and his brown eyes sparkle with excitement. He wears a pair of glasses that keeps slipping down his nose and nervously pushes them back into place. He is impossibly tall and lean. He doesn't look muscular at first glance, but the more I look at him, the more I can see the definition of his muscles through his shirt. Though he looks much different than Leo, he is still very attractive.
Rose is in my mind howling with excitement. 'Mate,' she yells so loudly that I can barely hear what is being said around me.
I watch in stunned silence as the tall werewolf comes toward me with a giant grin on his face. "Mate," he says happily, but I take a step
