Velik
Velik
My mate was beautiful. Her long brown hair had been pulled back into some kind of layered knot that clearly revealed strands of red hiding among them. Her eyes were green and gold. I wanted to drown in them.
The scent of her arousal made it nearly impossible to remain in control. The beast could smell her, too. And he’d been waiting for so long. So f*****g long.
She was younger than I had imagined my mate would be, but the beast had chosen and I could not fault his instincts. Stefani.
Stefani.Mate. Mine. The beast sounded smug, which was much better than the angry killer I’d been dealing with less than an hour ago.
Mate. Mine.Ours. I reminded him as I watched her search inside her bag, remove a bottle of some sort and repeatedly press and squeeze the thing.
Ours.The male
