Lizzy.
The alpha everyone has been talking about is my mate?
The killer alpha?
Damn.
He won't hurt me, right?
If he wanted, he could have from the moment he got here. Like a pull, my legs on their own accord approach the beast.
My heartbeat is on another level. I know what am doing can get me in trouble but I can't stop. I just found my long awaited mate and I will be damn if I don't try and see what happens.
Finding a mate is all wait for from when we are young. We are thought to keep ourselves for only them as we grow up. Though there is always a bad egg among many.
Those who do the opposite of what they are told.
With slow and unsure steps, I find myself in front of him and the look of uncertainty that he had earlier is now gone, and replaced with hope.
Wait, did he possibly think that I would reject him?
