The Lycan's Mate

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ent and trepidation. It was the end of one chapter of my life and the beginning of another. As I looked around the auditorium, I couldn't help but notice the smiling faces of my

to different parts of the world, capturing the beauty of nature through my le

ography was a competitive industry, and I found it challenging to get my work noticed. T

a secluded park, when I heard some

lue eyes and jet black hair. There was a mysterious aura ab

elp you?

photography," he said, g

plied, feeling a

he said, exte

I said, shak

ture and photography, and I found myself drawn to his charming and friendly personality. We spent the day together, expl

d that I didn't know much about Gabri

iling. "I like to take walks in this

of connection. "I like to come here to

e said, gesturing

ngth and power that I had never seen before, and there were moments when he seemed to be in tune with the nature aro

nary man, but a lycan, and our chance encounter

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, and my ex-girlfriend had called me to tell me that she was engaged to some

e trees. She was focused on her work, and I found myself drawn to

the interruption. "Excuse me," I said, trying to sound as

r beauty. "Oh, just the trees," she said, s

I said, admiring her work. "I've never se

chest. I couldn't remember the last t

different about Rachel. There was a sense of strength and power

re. It was a noble pursuit, and I found myself admiring her more and more. As we parted ways, I couldn't help b

to myself, thinking of Rachel and the possibilities that lay ahead. I had a feeling that my life was about to get a lot more interesting. I received a call later that evening that my

and my senses heighten. As I ran through the woods, I co

n getting to know. I couldn't believe my luck; of all the times for her to show up, it had to be now, in the middle of a lycan battle.

ck was putting up a fierce fight, and I knew that my pack would need all the help they could get. I

her out of harm's way, but it was too late. One of the lycans from the opposing pack

ay from the danger. As I did, I could feel my lycan form beginning to fade. I tried to ex

they knew she had seen them. I knew that if I told her to leave without me, it would only raise

d seemed uneasy. I quickly inquired if everything was okay, and she assured me that she was fine.To break the awkward silence between us, I asked her if she had ever heard about werewolves. She seemed surprised by my ques

her bright eyes and infectious smile. I found myself wanting to know more about her, but I held back, knowing that it was not the time nor place. Before we parted ways, we exchanged numbers. I knew that I wanted to see her again and learn more about her. It was a strange feeling, considering that we had only met