Dedicated to all my kindred sprits, who can't help but love a little darkness and chaos sometimes. Thanks for choosing my story.
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His dark obsidian eyes watched me. I could feel his intense gaze from across the room. It was unnerving, and yet I couldn't deny the thrill that went through me at the knowledge that out of all the women here, he chose to watch me. I could still feel his lips on mine, and I knew it was wrong of me, but I wanted more. I couldn't help it.
He was intoxicating, his very pores exuding power and strength. His scent was unlike anything I have ever smelt, a mixture of pine and smoke and something dark.
If what he said was true, we were meant to be together anyway. So is it truly wrong of me to think of him? If he is indeed my mate, then how wrong of me is it to want him?
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