The minute I laid my eyes on him, I was in love, my mate the man that was made for me. We were in a small ice cream joint, and he was three people ahead of me. The Summer breeze did nothing to deter the blazing heat. He looked at me, with such adoration, that I could have melted right there (or it was heat stroke.) But then his eyes swirled from their beautiful, unforgettable dark blue eyes to a deep black. His wolf had taken control. "Stay away." He growled.