I woke up in an unfamiliar room my head was killing me and I was starving. I herd hushed voices outside the door and recognised them instantly.
"Lily, ty is that you" I sighed siting up immediately regretting it my head throbbing at the movement. "Shit Shit Shit" Lily ran into the room "You ok you hit ur head last night" she informed me.
My head swirled when I caught the scent of lavender and roses. That's when ty walked outdo the room. My heart raced the pain in my head stopped like seeing him made me feel better.
That's when it hit me I jumped out of bed and ran for the mirror. I looked normal then tyson scent grow stronger as he approached me.
"You scared me for a second there I thought you wouldn't waffle up" he sighed in relief. I watched him something inside me purred Mate.
"What the hell was that" I hissed at him something cut my lip and I looked back at the mirror "Shit" I said inspecting sharp ass canines.
"That voice in your head was probably you wolf spirit" he explained in a duh manner. "Wolf spirit of course" I met his eyes and they turned bright red.
"Then... Way did she call you mate"? I asked him he chuckled thinking this was funny. I flared at him who did he think he was.
He took a step toward me I tried to step back but ended up against the counter. "I'd like to introduce myself" he said playing his hands on either side of me.
"I'm tyson hound this house is mine, this pack is mine, and you are mine" he said watching me like every one of my breaths was keeping him alive.
"So what your telling me is that your an Alfa and I'm your mate" he smiled at my confusion. I watched him not ending to look away.
Stupid stupid wolf me.
She purred and tried for control. "That's exactly what I'm saying" he smiled making my heart do summer salts.
His scent was so beautiful out made my head spin. He moved a stand of hair behind my ear and moved his head towards my neck.
"Mine" he said taking in my scent. His hand found mine and your energy merged leaving tingles.
I'm a werewolf and I'm an Alfa's mate.
no were a mystic wolf. My wolf told me.
What the hell does that mean.
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the heart of a mystic wolf
Fantasyyoung Dakota Gray a 16 year old that discovers she is apart of a werewolf pack that died along with her parents who where mystic wolfs a breed of wolves with mystic powers she grow up with none looking after her and when pack Alfa tyson hound takes...