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I chuffed out a happy welcome sound.
The curtains twitched. One pale-blue eye peered out of the tiny gap between the curtain and the frame. It was like she was looking into my soul. She was the other half of my soul. My fated mate. The one who held my heart in her hands from this moment forward. The curtain snapped back into place. Frantic noises sounded from inside the room. I stood outside the door, waiting for her to open it and let me in.
She didn’t.
I grew impatient and clawed at the door.
Still, she didn’t open it.
I narrowed my eyes to slits.
Damn her for denying me entry.
I glanced to my left and right. Not one person was about. There were no cameras in a place this decrepit, so I shifted into a man. The change under the full moon always felt unnatural, like it intended us to be a wolf. Designed to embrace the wolf and everything it meant to us.
Why the hell wasn’t she in her wolf form on a full moon?
I knocked on the door. Hopefully, a human knock would get her to open it. No such luck. Stubborn woman. It was timeto put her in her place. I wrapped my hand around the knob and shoved hard. So hard, the door gave way and flung inward.
The woman stood on the other side of the bed, the lamp in her hand as though she was ready to clobber me with it.
My lips twitched, but I didn’t smile. Not yet. Not until I had my mate in my care.
“Why didn’t you let me in?” I folded my arms over my chest and met her icy blue stare.
Her scarlet lips twitched back into a snarl.
So damn adorable.
“Love, you wound my heart with this cold greeting of your mate.” I couldn’t stop the smile this time.
“Mate?” She spat the word like it was the filthiest thing she’d ever said.
My smile dropped. This wasn’t how I imagined my mate would greet me. I’d always thought she’d be over the Luna like me.
I glanced around the rundown room and the small backpack lying by the door. Were all her belongings in a paltry bag? “What are you doing here?”
She glared back at me as her answer.
“What pack are you from?”
Her scowl grew even harder, if that was possible.
“Look, you’re wasting time here. You’re my mate. The sooner we get to know each other, the better for both of us.”
“Speak for yourself. You’re not my mate. I don’t want a mate.”
“Too bad, love. I’m yours. You’re mine. That fact is indisputable.”
She lifted the lamp above her head and stepped closer to me. I caught her wrists in my hands before she bashed me over the head. After extracting the lamp from her tight grasp, I flung it onto the mattress like I wanted to toss her onto the bed andclaim her as mine. I wouldn’t be welcome right now, but one day she’d want me to take her to my bed.
One day, she’d be mine, heart, body, and soul.
She bared her teeth.
One day wasn’t now.
“Let me go.” She seethed.
