Zack's POV
"Agatha! Quick! Wake him up!" someone screamed.
As soon as the command was given, someone grabbed his hand and wrenched him backwards. Zack lost his footing for a moment, but lucky for him, werewolves had quick reflexes. He balanced himself and shook his head, confused for a moment. What was happening? And then it hit him again. The mouth watering scent that was coming off of his mate.
'Mate!!' His inner wolf screamed.
