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“First of all, I didn’t even say that out loud.” I put my face in my hands as I start to hyperventilate.

Lord have mercy! I should’ve read instead of skimming over the paperwork. How was I supposed to know that Werewolves exist? That my match was a Werewolf…

“Isa Werewolf,” Craig says, staring at me.

“What?” I question. My brows furrow, and my lips draw downwards.

“You said your matchwasa Werewolf. You used past tense. Iama Werewolf, and youaremy match. Present tense. I’ll cut you some slack because it’s my fault for not explaining everything before we mated, and I apologize for that. But you’ve accepted me as your mate, which comes with a lot responsibilities.”

The seriousness in Craig’s voice makes me realize that I have offended him. That wasn’t my intention, and I instantly feel shame.

“You’re right. And I apologize for showing my ignorance. But… and this isn’t an excuse, but until now, I really thought Werewolves were make-believe.”

Craig’s face softens, and he pulls me against his chest. I automatically melt within his embrace, and the comfort that I feel is unreal. Hell, everything about tonight has been unreal.

“There’s no need for apologies, sweetheart. I’ll teach you everything you need to know. Besides, we’re mated now, so you’ll know everything that I do, at least after your first shift, you will.”

“Right. My first shift,” I dumbly repeat.

The words are true, but they hit me hard. What the hell did I get myself into? And why am I not scared and running out of here like my ass is on fire? But I know why; it’s because I can feel our connection. I know as sure as the spot on my shoulder throbbing with Craig’s bite that he was made for me, and I for him.

“It will be just fine, darlin’. Trust me.” Craig kisses me on top of my head, and I sigh with contentment.

I do trust him. A man that I didn’t know existed before tonight, I trust with my life. It’s like a fairytale, and I can’t say that I was ever the main character in any childhood fantasies. As I’m cocooned inside Craig’s tan, muscular arms, I know deep inside my soul that I’m right where I’m supposed to be.

“Although I would love to stay here all night, I don’t think Michelle would allow that.”

I sit up and look Craig in the face with eyes wide at the thought of my strange consultation and Michelle. “Is Michelle a Vampire?” I whisper the word like it’s dirty.

“Yes, ma’am, she is. You don’t know shit about the supernatural world, huh?” Craig chuckles as he traces the side of my face with his finger.

“Only what I’ve read in books and seen in movies.” I shrug because who in their right mind would assume that any of that stuff was real. It’s called paranormal fiction for a reason.

“Oh, darlin’, you got a lot to learn. It’s alright, though. I’ll teach ya everything you need to know.” Craig licks his juicy pink lips, and his hazel eyes glow again.

I’m not in any danger, but my blood starts to gallop through my veins, and my pulse begins to thump. My skin feels tight, and the temperature in the room has risen exponentially. At first, I thought Craig’s big body hovering over me, and my horniness was making me hot. But this fire is coming from the inside out.

“Is it hot in here to you? I feel like my skin is on fire,” I breathe in an almost incoherent mumble.

What the hell is wrong with me?

I shake my head and fan myself with my hand, but it’s not enough. The air is stifling, and I’m starting to sweat like I’m sitting in a sauna.

Craig still hovers over me, but his gaze turns from lustful to assessing. He takes a deep inhale of the air then a growl rumbles from deep within. All of the hairs that I have on my body stand on end at the sound. Craig’s low groaning hardens my nipples and makes my pussy throb.

I’m sure my clothes would melt off my body if I weren’t already naked. This man… no, beast has me so hot and slick that he could do anything he wanted to me, and I wouldn’t even think to protest.

“I want to fuck you so bad right now, but…”

Craig doesn’t finish his sentence before I feel a gush of fluid between my legs. I have no idea what just happened, but I hear howling right outside the door when I couldn’t hear anything before.

There’s a commotion outside and then pounding on the door. It’s like every little noise is amplified. I can hear everything.

“We need to get out of here. I think you’re in heat, and your pheromones are driving the other wolves crazy.”

“There are other wolves here?” I question, but Craig is already moving from the bed.

“Come on, darlin’, we’ll go out the back way. I don’t want to have to let Alpha loose tonight.”