The Broken Mate

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t. Raving inside me with a demand to have our mate closer to us. The distance is killing me. I

patient. He is a beast, and he will always act like one. In

transforming and claiming her in front of everyone. She's so beautiful. I'm fixated on her a

. I have the image of how mind-blowing it will be to have her naked

oes not surprise me. I have the urge to block him out of

match up there and have her in my arms. I hope to kiss her forehead and

dings, and the only thing that matters to me is the paramount need to

he pleasure of seeing the look in her ey

t moment when our eyes connect. I want to feel my heart skip. I intend to h

nto her tight p****making her clench her thighs with pleasurable frustration? Is it crazy that I w

ed to her. I can feel my soul calling out to her. I watch the way

right under my nose all these year

use this beautiful vixen right here is the woman that the moon g

osed to complete me. Yet for all the years that I have be

e. She’s awake. How had the teacher not noticed someone was sleepin

eel as she looks at me cripples me. The feeling

how she jolts up quickly. She glances around. I take the moment and rise from the desk imm

age in moving quickly. So I do exactly that. Arising

ssroom is suddenly noisy. The teacher picks up his files on the table and exits the

n front of me in an attempt to locate her, but all I am met wit

is kind of female attention

g herself through the crowd in an attempt to run from me. No on

ngers to fiddle with my collar. I hate the way she looks at me. With

irl asks as she stands next to the blonde one. I'm

ally hang out with. But I never really keep

past both females and moving towards the desk at the back. But n

ome enough? Did she not like the way I looked? My wolf is angry and agitate

sing me to jerk forward. “ She was right here, Philip. She

ne. Disappeared like it wasn't even there to begin with. My mind is a humdrum.

ng from me. She is running, and I'm going to fin