In a supernatural world, two all star football players find their mate.
They call her a freak, mixed, or unnatural. Most known hybrids have general abilities but not Promise.
She is unique, an outcast, a mix between a light witch, sylph, and fey...
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"Murder!"
I've never met Chaz but just from what Jaye has told me I can truly say that I wouldn't trust the man.
What an interesting day this has become already.
I never thought in a million years that Promise would be my mate.
Actually I never thought that I would even find my mate.
It was her scent that alerted me first. The intoxicating smell of chocolate and maple mixed with a hint of cherries drove my inner Manticore crazy.
When she opened the library door it was like a bulldozer ran right over my heart. Her beauty was hypnotic. Tantalizing even. When those emerald green flowing gorgeous eyes landed on my hazel ones I was truly a goner.
Lost in those delectable gems I knew I found my destiny and it pissed me the hell off!
Enjoying our conversation later, trying to get to know each other better drew me in even deeper. Her sweet charismatic nature eased my frayed nerves. I have never met anyone quite like her before. I completely understand why my nephew Jaye always talks about their sexual escapades. Her sexy as hell body has me literally drooling.
Unfortunately we were interrupted way too soon from the obnoxious visit of her so called ex.
Seeing the horrific expression on her face when he mentioned that Chaz was under review for murder made me want to go to her and embrace her. What the fuck?
I wanted to chase her worries away.
I think I'm turning bi-polar.
But knowing that she really doesn't know me yet caused me to halt instantly in my tracks.
Having no idea why I'm feeling such strong emotions toward her already has me questioning my own mental stability. I want to be with her in an romantic way on one side. Then on the other side I want to fuck the ever loving fucking shit out of her. My mind feels like a damn see-saw.
Such a strong reaction for a total stranger has me confused entirely.
Is this what the others felt with her? Or is it just me? I've never understood the mate bond. Never thought I would have the cause to do so either.
I always thought that the fates destined for me to be alone.
I mean what mate would want a man who has daily encounters with the opposite sex in the porn industry? Who fucked anyone he was allowed get his hands on.
It's basic knowledge that I chose this job just for the women alone. Even for the men if I'm being honest with myself. Pussy or ass I have no distinction. A hole is a hole after all.
I just love sex.
I'm a Manticore for fuck sakes we thrive on sex. I'm a good guy but I don't know how to be faithful. So why would the fates want to bind me with someone like Promise? She would desperately hate being mated to someone like me? Someone who craves sex on a daily basis.
