---Wesley's P.O.V---
I just stood there looking at my mate. She had angle wings and she is a white wolf. I am so confused. I needed to talk to my father about this.
I was so caught up in my thought, I never really noticed my beautiful mate standing the weirdly. Her wings were gone.
"Rainie are you ok?" I asked her, walking close to her and she gave me a nob in reply. She wasn't ok, something was bothering her. She seemed tired.
I picked Rainie up bridal style and carried her to my room. By the time I reached the room she was fast asleep in my arms. I tried to lay her down on the end but she had her hands around my neck. I couldn't losen her grip so I just desided to lay with her.
I had to fight my wolf so I could remain in control. 'We should claim her now. Un-mated males will soon try to mark her.' My wolf said tring to gain control, but refused to let him get control.
'We need to wait. She must get comfortable with us first and she must first accept us.' I said cutting my wolf off. I layed there looking down at my beautiful mate. Sooner then I noticed I to had fallen asleep.
YOU ARE READING
I'm no longer yours.
Werewolf'One royal still remains, what was lost was now found. From darkness she will save us. Of wings and fur she was born. She will unite all for the battle for the world.' A prophecy of acient times spoke of battle which was not soon to be forgotten. ...
