Once A Time of Romance

Chapter 1

There was a girl whose name was Sydney. She was 17 and living alone because her parents had died when she was only 12 and she had no brothers or sisters. She was pulling up in her driveway when she saw the boy. As she got out of the car, she noticed that the boy had no clothes on and that he was shivering very violently in the winter snow. She took a step closer and looked at him more closely and realized that he wasn't that much older than she was and he was pretty handsome looking. As she neared him she said " What is your name?" He replied very shakily " My name is Marco and yours?" She said " My name is Sydney and why are you butt naked on my back porch shivering and looking like your about to cry?" He looked at her with puppy-like eyes and then he just started crying and she picked him up and unlocked her front door and walked trying to hold him and manage closing the door at the same time and finally she walked over to the sofa and set him down and then she went and got some clothes for him. Then she told him to go and shower and come back down and talk.

As he walked down the stairs, she saw that he wasn't shivering anymore and instead was smiling and she was wondering what he was smiling about. As he sat down next to her he said" thank you for everything" she just smiled and nodded her head and decided that she liked this handsome stranger. What she didn't know was that he was a werewolf and that she was his mate. After a little while of silence she finally decided to make dinner. As she was making the sauce for the spaghetti, she noticed him right behind her and she turned to look at him. " Is there a problem?" She asked. "No, there is not a problem, why?" " Because you seem to not be able to keep your eyes off of me!" She replied in a very exasperated tone of voice. " Well that would be because we have to talk and you had better get back to that spaghetti before you burn that and your house down!" He replied. Then she began to turn back to the stove and finished making the spaghetti and then they went and sat down at the table. She wondered if he was mad at her because of the outburst she had and the naturally mean temper that she usually got with guys that made smart-ass comments like the one he was making because he was aggravating her and he knew that he was doing that and that seemed to amuse him which was making her really mad and she knew that if he did not stop, she was going to explode like a hot air balloon and it was not going to be pretty when she was done with him. After, she had finished her dinner, she pushed her chair back and descended into the kitchen to rinse her dishes and put them into the dishwasher. She knew without a doubt that he would follow her no matter what she did and when she did it whether or not he was finished was up to him and not up to her. As she bent up and turned to go, she almost bumped right into him. As much as she was angry with him, she felt the sudden urge to kiss him and take him as hers. She did not know where the sudden urge to kiss him came from and she did not understand it and she decided that she was going to ask him as soon as he was done explaining himself and then decided to ask him some other questions in which she was confused about.