Alejandro's point of view: "I'm here for you. I'm here to protect you and to guard you. And, I'll stay here until you would come back with me to the Poldark pack." I firmly said and then added, "I will wait for you no matter how long it takes.""I told you, I need some more time." She insisted while slowly shaking her head from side to side. "I know... but I came here for you so I'll stay here with you until you accept me. You can take your time... actually no! I'll give you two days to decide." "What do you mean by two days?" She asked sharply. "Like heck I'll be able to decide in two days. This isn't about choosing between two shirts at a shop. This is a life decision!" She exclaimed. "You take two days to make a choice for a shirt?" I was stunned. If she takes so much time for her clothes then she would take a lifetime to make a decision about us. "That's not the point, Alejandro." She deadpanned. Fuck! I like it when she says my name. It sounds like a blessing to my ears. 'N

Alejandro’s point of view: When Amelia had told me to help her prepare lunch, I had just stared at her for a moment, unsure how I had felt about that. But, before I could have thought it through, Leo had pushed forth and had agreed to help her. Never in my one hundred year of existence could I have imagined I’d be standing in a flowery kitchen that early in the morning, cooking with my mate, my human mate. Now that I think about it, this was just a wonderful moment. Her laughter sounded like music to my ears… to my sensitive ears which weren’t so sensitive to her loud chuckles. Once her laughter died down though, I watched as her lips turned down into a pout. "No! Look at what you did, Alejandro," She breathed out gloomily. For a moment, all I could think about was the way my name sounded coming from her mouth until I noted the anger on her face. Yet, it took some time for me to come out of my reverie. "Hello, I'm talking to you." She snapped her fingers in front of my face to g

Amelia's point of view:Before I could even blink, he had me in his arms, one hand holding the back of my neck while the other secured around my lower back. His face was millimeters away from mine. My lips would be touching his if I dared move even the slightest bit."W-What are you doing? Leave me," I tried to remove his arms from around me but alas. It would take more than two people to get his hands off me. "Do it," he ordained. His tone of voice was firm and decisive. "Do what?" I pretended as if I couldn't understand what he wanted me to do when I knew exactly what he wanted from me. "Look me in the eyes, Amelia." He stated. Shit, why did he have to say my name? Every single time I hear him saying my name, my heart would go bonkers. And, I couldn't help but feel drawn to him, more than I already was. There was this charisma and invisible pull which would just lure me towards him. "Amelia," He breathed out. Before I could stop myself, my eyes got locked with his piercing s

Alejandro's point of view: "Tell me, did you find your mate, Alejandro?" Elder Elius questioned. I gulped as I tried to hold his gaze. I cleared my throat before replying, "Yes, I met her." "Can you tell us who -" "Who is she?" Elder Ava asked, interrupting Elder Elius. "Her name is Amelia." I began but paused when I realized that I couldn't really tell them about Amelia's being a human.Werewolves never had human mates. And here, it was about the Lycan king. It never happened before that a Lycan king would be mated to a human. At least, it was unheard of until now. "Where is she? Why did you not introduce her to the pack?" Ava bombarded me with her questions. "She hates me." I said after racking my mind for something to say regarding Amelia's unwillingness to accompany me back to the pack. "What? She hates you? But why? What did you do?" Ava continued. Her eyes were lit up with slight displeasure which was directed towards me. I had to force Leo into submission when he was

Amelia's point of view:"Don't tell me you're actually scared of me?" I asked with a chuckle. Ivan tsked. "Why would I be scared of you? You're a human!" He rollled his eyes at me. "Just admit it." I leaned closer before whispering into his ear. "I won't tell anyone that you, a vampire, is scared of me, a human."When I leaned back to look at him."I'm not scared of you." He raised an eyebrow, his chin lifting in what I recognized as a look very close to dominating. "Don't look at me like that!" I smacked the back of his head. He jerked away from my hand, his eyes and his mouth wide opened in utter disbelief as he stared down at me. "Did you just hit me?"I simply gave a dismissive wave of a hand and rolled my eyes at him. "What was that for?" He ran a hand frustratingly through his hair to check whether it got messy but he wasn't aware that he was messing it up much more than it already was. "There was a mosquito." I shrugged. "Are you really not scared of me?" He arched a bro