Freddy POV
Since I've found my beautiful mate, she is all I can think of. My mind and body crave for her even in my dreams but there is nothing I can do about it except fight every fibre of my being to stop myself from going to her.
I feel happy because I have found her but there is a piece of me that is worried she might reject me for what I am. For years my father had drilled into me that I was 'useless and worthless hybrid' because my mum had instilled in me all the good from her, she refused to leave me in my fathers clutches so he could bring me up to be a killing machine and nothing else, that was what he wanted to 'breed' with other species for, so he could have strong killers as children. He made sure to tell me a lot that I would never have a mate and if I ever did chance on mee
