Jason's P.O.V
I squeezed my arms, but they were empty. I opened my eyes, no dawn. I looked out the window to see the stars. I shot out of bed and into the living room, when a cool night breeze hit me. I looked at the balcony doors to see her, leaning against the railing, twiddling her necklace pendant in her hands. I walked up and wrapped my arms around her. Her sweet vanilla scent comforted me. "I love you." I said as I felt her body stiffen. I grabbed her hand and led her to bed, closing the doors. She snuggles close to my bare chest and drew circles on it. I smiled at her, but she couldn't see me through the darkness, and she wasn't looking at my face. After she fell asleep, I did to.
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An Alpha Is My Mate
Werewolf18 year old Dawn, her 15 year old sister Dusk, and their father live as rogues. After the girl's mother died, their father goes to bars and gets drunk to relieve his grief for his dead wife and mate. He thinks her death is caused by his daughters. H...
