“I already told you,” he growled, “We may not be mates, but my wolf believes that we are.” Again, he reminded me that we are not even mates and that this entire situation is a mistake. “I am glad we are not. I always imagined my mate to be so much more than you…” I spoke through gritted teeth before turning away from him. I caught sight of Sergio’s face before I turned around though. His features were hardened and he looked enraged at my words and disrespect, but there was also a wave of hurt that showed briefly in his eyes. Before I could get far from him, an exotic man stepped out of his room. His eyes were golden as he looked between Sergio and me, probably wondering why we were being so loud. I was about to apologize to him for the disturbance, but before I could he smiled knowingly, “An Alpha and his Luna.” “

“No, they have not reached our region yet. None of our region’s four packs have been affected. The Black Raven Pack is probably the only one that knows about this anyways…” he muttered and relief flooded me. “Dammit Iris,” he growled furiously, “Now that man knows you are my mate.” That was the first time he had actually claimed me as his mate. I was going to ask him why that mattered, but figured that that would just make him more furious with me. He already seemed to think that I was to blame for all of this. “And why were you dancing with him anyways?” He finally glanced at me with his piercing blue eyes. “I could ask you the same question about that blonde that was clinging to you!” I shouted, finally having had enough of his accusations. To my surprise, Sergio smirked slightly as he sped down the windin

A loud clunk against my window woke me from my restless slumber. I jolted upright and shuffled toward the window so that I could see what was going on. “You woke her up, dummy!” A girl who looked about ten years old yelled at her young companion, a boy with dark waves of hair, from below my window. The little boy was chasing after his foam football, which was most likely what hit my window and caused the disturbance. At least my window did not kill a bird, I thought to myself I smiled at the two children before stepping away from the window to let them continue with their games, but a familiar voice made me peek back down at them. Sergio had walked out of the house and was now talking to the two youngsters, although I could not decipher what they were saying. All I could focus on was the way his dark hair seemed to reflect the sun beams and the movement of his muscles beneath his tight-fitting shirt. Suddenly