6. My Mark?

[The Café]

[11:18AM]

SELENE

I was in the middle of carrying a tray of dirty plates to the kitchen when I noticed a strange man blocking the entrance. Just by his aura alone, I would tell he was a werewolf.

Not only that, but the aura around him pulsated in waves. Not only was he a shifter, but it seemed like he and his inner animal had become one.

Besides that, there was a more important thing to note. His scent drew me in. I should have been weirded out, however, all I felt was intrigue. I wanted this sweating, crazed-eyed man to come inside and talk to me.

"Finally, I've found you."

He did come inside after all.

He walked up to me and only stopped when he was a small distance away from bumping into my tray. His gaze remained fixated on me.

Soon I was wrapped up in the tenderness displayed in his expression.

"I'm sorry that you had to see me like this." He ran his fingers through his hair. Then he chuckled in embarrassment. "I wanted to look more presentable for you, but I guess