Noah stared aimlessly at the city lights outside his window, twirling his glass in his hands. His mind was in deep thought and it was mostly because he had found his mate. He waited for her to show up ever since he reached adulthood, and now that she's within his reach.
Thinking about their first meeting, Noah couldn't ignore the strong urge that clawed inside him. He wanted to possess his mate. He wanted to claim her.
He immediately felt the pull between them when they first met but he disregarded it at first, thinking it was probably nothing. But oh how wrong he was...
When Noah got close to her, he instantly got a hint of her scent. And there and then, he instantly knew who she was to him.
She was his fated mate.
