Be Mine.

My Mate

**MARCUS POV

I was too much of a coward to approach her myself. I let my inner demon take control, but I had to have her.

We walked together, we moved silently behind her. Just when we couldn’t wait- she entered the elevator- all alone.

My demon let a low grunt out, think how stupid our mate was to be all alone with no protection. Sticking out my hand I stop the elevator and enter.

“Okay it cool, don’t scare her mawalla” I whisper to my demon, I could feel our body warm, and relax while she was in our presence. Looking down we say her student ID hanging from her neck “rose”

Our bodies danced at the sound of her name.

We slid behind her and smelled her scent, resting our head back to control the urge.

“Mawalla, before she gets off the elevator grab her, ask her for a date or something”

He didn’t respond- peering at the the door opening, he grabs her back. Tightly wrapping his arms around her.

“Mawalla let her go, that’s not how you win over our mate.”

It was too late- the door shut and before I could front he bit down on her neck. Silence

“I will take her back to our home, explain everything, but for now. Look at our mate in our arms. Sleeping. She has been marked by us. Our scent will keep her safe”