"What do you want with me?" my eyes searched his, begging for answers. Was he going to eat me? Torture me? "I want to love you," he whispered close to my ear, "I am Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack and your mate. I've been searching for you." "Mate?!" that was impossible. I was a witch not a werewolf. Supernatural beings do not mix with other species ever. "You have no idea what you are saying." "I know what I am saying. When I first laid eyes on you, I knew you were mine." *better description coming soon