You Are My Mate, Ever

ch she had drowned her sadness all evening in a werewolf bar. A glass crashed into the wall next to he

d from the strong impact on the floor and tried to get to

re doing their best to beat the crap out of each other. She found herself squeezed into the far corn

," she m

ht over a football game, and it soon turned into a brawl that engulfed the entire bar. At least forty wolves were involved. Sever

t wanted to spend the evening, angry at the blows of the bitch fate and tryi

over a man who was still trying to lift his drunken body from the wreckage of the table. Both fell on

ce riot gear. Their black helmets, body armor on their torsos, and shield-covered faces were what she had longed to see. He

th of the entering men, and she screamed as someone fell again near her table, which could not withstand another blow

ediately came to her senses and tried to tighten her arms and knees. She desperately crawled to another table

ungs. It was a man, he was incredibly heavy and had no intention of getting up. Soon another body landed on

ell with all his weight on her legs. She moaned in pain. But the situation be

nd her was fading into darkness, and sh

h irritation at the men he had managed to gather in such a short time. "Don

d anything good. The wolves were not like ordinary people, and therefore many were afraid of them. The mixed genes of humans and anim

from each other. One look at the angry wolf was enough for them to run away - the fear of him was stronger than

d not hesitate to use fea

His gaze settled on a red-haired woman standing on a table, wedged in the far corner of the r

o reach the woman without hindrance. He looked again at the place where she had disappeared. He

that this whole situation was completely devoid of common sense. Human women are fragile and non-aggressive. His instincts

sides. The little woman was still nowhere to be seen, but when he looked again at the corner