Rommy
Rommy's Book(1)
My King and I
Werewolf Amidst the chaos of life, I stumbled upon my destined mate. He was a vision of flawlessness, etched into reality. I wondered if this was just a fleeting dream, hoping to linger within its embrace indefinitely.
I felt a deep connection with his captivating eyes, and love blossomed within me. oh, how I have longed for this moment. FINALLY.
But wait.
"You... You cannot be my mate," the words tumbled from my lips, a paradoxical clash between heart and mind. A slip of the tongue, an unintended confession.
Panic coursed through me, and a storm of doubt and confusion spun inside me, making everything feel uncertain. "No, no, I cannot tread this path," I stammered, grappling with the magnitude of what lay before me. "Your name, please?"
My thoughts spiralled into chaos; "Ria, what is happening to me?" I asked my wolf who as gone quiet
"Roberto; Roberto Russo," he answered his voice a lifeline in the storm.
And then, driven by a tempest of emotions, a temerity of spirit, I uttered the unthinkable, my voice tremulous yet resolute. "I, Rommy John, reject you, Roberto Russo, as my mate - now and for all eternity."