Her eyes closed and she fell forward into my arms. Picking her up, I walked out of the maze and back into the house. " I heard a scream, is the Luna alright?" the Beta asks.
"Yes"
I looked down at her. Her eyelashes rested against her cheeks and her rosy lips slightly parted. She looked like an angel.
Carrying her into the bathroom, I stripped her of the torn white gown hanging off her body.
Placing her in the tub and filling it with water, I lathered her hair with shampoo, washing away the grime and massaging her scalp. I washed away the shampoo, brushing conditioner through her hair.
Ridding her body of dirt and pulling her hair into a braid, I dried her off and carried her back to the room.
Pulling off my shirt, I placed it and a clean pair of boxers on her body, being careful of the mark.
Mine.
I climbed into bed wrapping my arms around her waist and watched as she slept peacefully. Pecking her lips lightly, I nuzzled my head into her neck and fell asleep with her strawberry vanilla scent wafting into my nostrils.
I opened my eyes groggily and looked around. I tried to move and frowned in confusion when I felt a heavy weight across my waist. Following the arm, I'm met with Zane's head nuzzled into my neck and a sharp pain.
Oh yeah. He bit me.
My eyes widened, as I slapped his cheek startling him. He looked around and then back at me, "You bit me you asshole!" I screamed. "Who even does that?" I said rubbing my neck.
"Mate," a voice says. I look around the room, warily. "I'm your wolf. I'm in your head"
Well, that's cool. I guess.
I was cold. I looked down at myself and found a shirt hanging off my frame. Oh, how nice of him.
Getting out of bed I turned around to see Zane, staring at my legs.
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His Mate
WerewolfWhen Charlotte bumps into her mate, her world is bound to be turned upside down.