Roxie has always had bad luck. She was probably the most unlucky she wolf in her pack. It shouldn't have come as a surprise that her mate is the one creature that werewolves hate the most in the entire world--a vampire.

"Mine". Growls my sexy mate in front of me. "Oh babe just because your the alpha and my mate, that doesn't necessarily make me YOURS," I smirk and lightly pat his cheek. I could see his adorable golden eyes start to change into an angry black, so I decide that was probably my cue to leave. Quickly, I turned on my heel and just as I am about to leave I feel sparks as his hand grabs my waist. "What the h-". Cutting me off he growls "Oh sweetheart you listen long and hard now. Just because you don't think your mine it doesn't mean your not. I know you feel the sparks between us, don't try to lie. Just so you know," he leans down and grazes my ear with his teeth "you will be MINE" and with that said he turns and walks away. A sly smile fills my face 'Oooo now this will be fun."