Alex
"You're my fated mate," I told her, placing my forehead on hers, breathing in her scent of honey and summer flowers.
Will it hurt her if I kiss her?
"I knew it the moment we met," I whispered. I kissed her forehead. She didn't shrink from it. Perhaps she doesn't feel pain from my touch because I'm her fated mate?
Her hands came up to hold mine. She looked up.
"It's... it's impossible, we only ever have one mate," her voice trembled.
"It is possible with Lycans. Our mates manifest in all forms, be it human, vampire, witches, elves, even mated wolves. Maybe your mate bond with him is dull because in truth, you belong with me."
She turned away, thinking about my words. I sniffed at the air and sighed. Her wolf is confused and her spirit broken. It's not the right time yet. I can't
