Liam felt restless, his wolf whining and miserable. Something was definitely going on but what. He'd been having the same dream for the past week. Every night he'd watch her silhouette, a tall, lanky goddess with hair down to her butt. She'd stand on his balcony, her back always to him. He never saw her face but she brought him peace...such peace. If only she was his mate at long last. If only she didn't seem to be human. Human women were good for bedding but he needed his mate to be Lycan or at least another shifter. Human girls broke too easily, he didn't need a human mate.
Liam rubbed his chest, still restless, his wolf itching to chase something.
He eyed his mansion ruefully and sighed. He was lonely and itching to get back to his pack up in the mountains of Colorado. A scent drifted in and he closed his eyes on a wave of emotion he refused to name. Jasmine, the scent lingered in the air and then it was gone.
Maybe a mate just wasn't in the cards for him, he thought sadly but wouldn't it be something if he could find her. A strong, sexy Luna to drive him wild in bed and challenge his mind all at the same time. The wolf howled within him.
I want to find her too, he thought ruefully.
He sighed once before heading for the jacuzzi, he just needed to relax.