Mated to My Powerful Alpha Abroad

**Dawn’s POV“Who’s that hot guy? I think I know him…” My lungs were still burning from the sprint across the airport towards my slowly closing gate. The only thing I could really focus on was the strain on my lungs. My vision was blurred with my breathlessness. So even if I did turn around to see whatever man candy the attendant in front of me was talking about, I wouldn’t have been able to see him clearly. But in any case, I managed to hand the attendant my ticket, trying to catch my breath while breathing through my nose. Her attention was apparently taken up by said hot guy who must have been close behind me, but I needed to get on the plane so I could sit down and catch my breath.. I waved the ticket in front of her face and the hypnotic spell this hot guy cast on her was broken. “Just in time.” The woman smiled down at me, although I could see there was a fleck of irritation in her eyes at having to take her gaze away from him to see to my late arrival at the gate.

Dawn’s POVI tried to move on and reassure myself that Craig would indeed handle the bad guys in the alley. But, I couldn't stop thinking about what happened in the alley throughout the rest of orientation. I couldn't stop thinking about Craig. He saved my life. Also, Craig seemed to have… grown up since the last time I saw him, especially after he had managed to subdue three men without so much as breaking a sweat. Plus, his eyes. They were glowing. “Oh, hello,” Candice’s voice broke me out of my thoughts as I moved with the crowd, headed to our dorm assignments. But when I looked up to greet her I realized it wasn’t me at all that she had greeted. Instead, it was someone behind me.When I turned around, Craig was there. When had he gotten there? How had I not heard him? And was he following me? Was he trying to make sure I got back to the crowd safely?“Hey,” Craig said in response, standing still in front of the two of us until Candice spoke again.“Heading to

Dawn’s POVThe world sings inspiration.That was what my aunt used to always tell me when I was a kid. No young girl ever wants to have to deal with her parents dying before her. The hurt usually came from watching other kids in their full families. When they would have parents come in to school for parent day, when their mother or father-or both, sometimes-would pick them up from school. Even hearing about their holidays when they came back would be like a stab to the heart.I was lucky, though. I was raised by my aunt, who fortunately was an amazing woman. She had taken me in with absolutely zero hesitation and raised me like her own daughter. She had never had children of her own and had never been married, either. So it was always just the two of us against the world.Sometimes, when things became particularly hard during my teenage years and I began to feel the absence of parents more deeply, she would take time off from work and have us go to our cabin at the lake, whe

Dawn’s POV“Agh,” I groaned as I pushed through the heavy door of the ladies’ restroom. I wished I could say a cool breeze hit me as soon as I did, but instead I was engulfed with the stuffy air of an even more stuffy hallway, bodies squished and pushed to one side that formed the line leading to the bathroom that was currently being occupied.There were only three toilets in there, two of them currently being puked into—I gave the first woman in the line a look that said waiting wasn’t the best idea. She seemed to understand, because she groaned as well before leaving the line and going off somewhere else. Hopefully a bush, and not some obscure corner of the bar Candice had managed to drag me to tonight.“Are you having fun!” said woman asked me, both her and my drink in her hands covered with their individual coasters sat upon them. I deadpanned at her as I massaged the side of my head. I didn’t know whether it was because the bar scene in Europe was so different to the one bac

Dawn’s POV“So,” I cleared my throat as I began moving my equipment around. “I, uhh, went over your notes for the theme of the project.”“What did you think?”I nodded my head as I looked at him, affirming that I agreed with them. “They were pretty good, though I just haven’t worked much on animal anatomy, so when it comes to your part I might need a bit of assistance.”Craig hummed as he pulled up some pieces of metal, they weren’t large enough to begin his sculpture, but they were big enough for him to twist and turn and smelt into decorative pieces for the larger one he would be creating.“So, a wolf huh?” I asked as I organized my own things, and lifted my head up in shock when I suddenly heard a clanging sound from his side of the room. When I looked back I found Craig bending over to pick up some of the metal pieces he had dropped on the floor, there wasn’t any evidence of him tripping over anything, so he must have dropped it when he wasn’t paying attention. “Are you a