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While Dax thought it was strange for Oscar to be so calm, staying in his kingdom, he wanted to know what has happened to being it on. So, he asked.

"What happened to you, Oscar?"

Oscar sighed. "It's a long story, my friend."

Dax chuckled, "Oh, I have plenty time."

Then his friend dived in, seeming to never want to return.

It was winter period, when I first found my mate, she was beautiful and fair, had a skin as white as snow, her hair was as flowy as velvet, she had the voice of an angel, perhaps I was being biased because she was mine, but it was the truth, one thing that kept me from pursuing her at first was because she was a witch. We werewolves and witches were not that close, we tend to get on each other’s nerves, so I knew my father would not approve, he was big on keeping to the rules.

I became her stalker, not that she knew. Werewolves have the tendencies to scout their mates out first than any other super natural species, for that reason, I didn’t think she knew we were ma