CHAPTER 5

~ NATALIA ~

Never had I ever thought I would meet my true mate even after I had crossed the rightful age to find a mate.

But right now, in front of me, my mate was standing tall, scaring the living shit out of me, while putting a silver dagger on my neck that was shining eagerly to rip the tender flesh of my neck.

My wolf Lia was howling inside my head in the excitement of finding a true mate. She was jumping and growling to take control of me. She was making my fingers itch to tear down the wall and have my mate right there, at that moment.

My mate was staring into my eyes. His eyes were zeroed on me. He growled, his breathing hitched, his nose flared and there I saw his blue eyes turning into inked-black color.

It was a signal that his wolf was trying to take control over him, but surprisingly he never lost his grip, he dominated his own wolf. He turned me around to finally let me see his face, I was no longer adoring his masculinity through our reflections into the mirror.