I step to him and he does the same, casting aside the girl that was once in his embrace. Placing my hands on his face, I study him, his dark hair that was woven by the night itself, his eyes that shone like the stars I fell asleep under, his lips as soft as a flower's petal. He was perfect. He was my mate. I would love him forever. "How could I be mates with a murderer?" - - - Rejected, Leila flees her own pack, refusing to stay where her mate couldn't accept her, and her brother couldn't look at her. Unknowingly she stumbles into Crimson Hollow Territory, Europe's most fearless pack, and stumbles upon the Alpha. And she just happens to be his mate.
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