Page 8 of Secured By My Mate

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The beach.I love to swim.

I make a mental note to have a pool built in the backyard.“Is Landry your only sibling?”

Yeah.It’s just us now.Our mom died last year.

“I’m so sorry.”

She shrugs.She wasn’t much of a mom.

“Do you miss Florida?”

Her snort is adorable.No, not at all.I hate the heat and the traffic.

I laugh.“Me too.”

She smiles.Are you from here?Where are we exactly?

“We’re in Night Grove Falls.And no, I’m originally from Virginia.I grew up in a small town there, left when I joined the military, and was in Washington, D.C.for a while.”

What brought you here?

“I used to work for the Secret Service, but I got tired of it all.I wanted to be around people who didn’t lie and manipulate for a living.Somewhere I could settle down and do something to make a real difference.”

Well, I’m glad you were there last night.She blushes as she turns the screen for me to read her message.

My cock hardens in my jeans.“Me too.”

We share a smile, and I know that now is my chance to tell her about shifters and fated mates.

“We should talk about something?—”

Taylor instantly tenses.

“Do you believe in soulmates?”

She seems caught off guard by my question and thinks about it for a minute.I’d like to.But I haven’t met a happy couple.

“What if I told you that they’re real and that we’re soulmates?”I ask her slowly, measuring her reaction.

Her blush deepens as she types.Do you say that to all the women you rescue?

“Only you.And I’m serious.”

She watches me closely.

I take a deep breath.Here goes nothing…

“You know about werewolves?”

She looks at me like I’m crazy.

“Well, I am one.Except we call them shifters.I’m a wolf shifter.Christian, the doctor from last night?He’s a wolf shifter too.The guys from last night who were with me?Some are bears, some are wolves, some are mountain lions.”

Taylor is frozen, staring at me wide-eyed.

“I know it’s a lot to take in.I know I probably seem crazy, but it’s true.Here, I can prove it.”

I stand and kick my chair back, tearing at my clothes.I’m desperate to shift for her, to show her that I’m telling the truth.I need her to believe me about shifters and us being fated mates.