CHAPTER FOUR
"Are you going to reject me?" Nicole whispered, trying to mask the grief that rose in her heart, and the pain reflected on her face. She needed to know.
She couldn't fathom what she'd feel if he did reject her. All her life, from the moment she could understand her culture and origin, she had been taught about werewolves and mates. She could clearly remember her young mind dreaming about a mate who would come to her riding on a horse, or stop to pick up her glass slipper; and all the other childhood fairytales.
Never had she expected or dreamt her mate would be none other than Jake D'Amore. From the stories she'd heard, the man didn't seem to possess one bone in his body that signified 'romantic'. How life surprises us! She thought. She knew that the word D'Amore meant 'lov
