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Chapter Seventeen.

Henley.

One Week Later.

For a werewolf to find a mate is very difficult. There are many obstacles standing in their paths, not the least of which is that they are surrounded by humans, that they have a hard time relating to and that have a hard time relating to them! Many werewolves go a long time without finding a mate. But, how did the ones that did find one do it?

When a werewolf comes across their mate, they can sense it. They feel an inexplicable urge to be near the individual. There is something compelling about the individual. They want to know everything about him or her. They want to spend time with the person. Inside, the werewolf will feel a sense of knowing they’ve found the right person and they’ll no longer feel quite so alone. Everything will feel right, happy, and complete when they’re with their mate. It sounds so overly simplistic to just say that the werewolf will just know when they’ve found their mate… But, it's true.

I place the book down and sigh. From what I've been reading, werewolves would die for even a smile from their mate.

"Hello, my love." I lift my head and see Harry standing over me. I send him a smile and he smiles back. "What are you reading?" He asks and I turn the book over onto it's spine.

"A Werewolves Mate." I say and he nods, his smile dropping a little. "I didn't know that it is rare for a human to be a werewolves mate." I say and Harry nods.

"When that happens, there is more worry and more danger. This is the first time in centuries that a human has been a royal werewolves mate." He says and I nod, finding this interesting. Harry suddenly tenses up and I frown.

"Harry?" I question and he stands in front of me growling at something in front of him, something that I couldn't see. I discard the book from my hands and stand up, cowering myself behind Harry.

"GET OUT!" Harry growls and I whimper and clutch the back of Harry's shirt.

"Is that any way to talk to your Sister?" A voice says and then, a girl appears out of no where.

"Gemma!" Harry exclaims and rushes to pull her into a hug.

Gemma?

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