- Daniel -
My predicament was complex. My mate hated me as a human, but loved me as a wolf. My wolf was finding the situation very amusing. Jerk! But when I found myself invited to sleep with my mate, I couldn't resist. I waited for her to fall into a deep slumber before shifting back to my human self. Having her in my arms again was a dream. I longed for this moment since the day I had to rush back to the pack. I hoped I would be able to explain to her why I had to do that. While I loathed the old bear and his bratty offspring, I understood my mate was very new to our existence, and they wanted to manage her. I got it, I really did, but man, was it hard to watch her in my wolf form, without being able to do more than just comfort her with my presence.
So my mate was the Alchemist, one
