Andrew was furious with himself.The speed and efficiency with which he set about achieving a goal were nothing less than breathtaking because he knew Diana barely had time to get her head around the idea of him being her mate, let alone accept him. He was the prince of darkness, after all. Could she accept him?He found herself standing on the garden shed, overlooking a breathtaking cliff and the ocean far down, with just minutes to spare before Diana asked him about their mating bond.He’d been pacing and swearing to all the damn gods for giving him the taste of someone's soul. How could Tomas or Tommy be so innocent, pure, and so dark at the same time? Both suffered the same heartaches and betrayals. Suffered the same grief. But was it fate?He shook his head; however, Andrew knew it was all his mistake. He remembered his first visit in this century, long before, when a wolf pup needed help. He, without a second thought, helped the little pup, and his kindness was rewarded for taki

Midnight passed, Tommy was fast asleep, and Diana went to Andrew's side and asked him about the thing that bothers her: "Andrew, does a vampire have a mate?"He sighed so heavily that her shoulders slumped. "What made you ask that, Diana?" He said with amusement in his voice that, by the sudden change of her moods, he sensed her vulnerable state.“Well, I'm just curious—”“Don't be.”“Why?” she hissed, rolling her eyes.“Diana, you’re way too hard on yourself, stop thinking about things," Andrew said, echoing her mental anxiety.“Is that really what you want? For us to ignore things between us?”“For now, yes.”“Why?”"Because, as I said, I'm doing this for you. I can't—just let things be professional between us.”She closed her eyes. “You shouldn’t let what happened in your past colour how you see yourself now. But the whole friends-to-lovers thing can happen, you know. It doesn’t just happen in romance novels. If two people were mated, fated, or whatever you call that, I don't think

Tommy just raised a brow, and Diana scowled at Andrew. A minute passed, and the trio knocked on the door of the unknown but enchanted cabin; however, no one seemed to answer. “Are you sure we can trespass here?”Andrew nodded his head. “Who would put you in jail? Winnie the Pooh Woodland Police?”Diana hissed at him, “Why are you so mean to Tommy? He was just asking.”“Then why are you siding with him?”She cocked a brow at him and said, “Because he is my friend.”Andrew halted his knock; his eyes glittered with power only Diana could feel. “I am your mate.”Mate, my ass!“Whatever!”“Kid, enough with the childish trauma," Tommy said as he pushed a little harder. It cricked as it opened. “Here we go."Diana snapped at Andrew as they sauntered inside and took a seat on a small couch. By then, the trio was all powerless to the magnificent illusion conjured by the tenant of the little cabin. It gave them what they truly desired. What their hearts truly desire.A few seconds later, the th

Tommy sighed as he looked out of the cabin window again. The snow was falling faster now. There had been snow flurries most of the afternoon. The addition so far has amounted to about four inches. Now it looked like it was going to get severe. The weather people had anticipated this one, and for once, it looked like they might be right. There was supposed to be another eighteen inches by morning, though most of it was supposed to fall during the evening. Well, he was warm in his cabin up here in the foothills, and it was Sunday. Tommy had nowhere to go until Monday morning, so let it snow. He had come up here to get away from the rest of the world, so the snow just added to the desired significance of privacy.He was adding a few logs to the fire when he heard a knock on the door. He wasn't foreseeing anyone and wondered who would be out in this weather so far from nowhere. He opened the door and found a gorgeous woman about his age standing there. She had a long winter coat on, black

Diana stood and shook her head as she complained, "I hate this dress! I can't move freely." Both of her hands on the sword fully extended above her head as he attempted to finish the beast, just like what they practice at Andrew’s mansion.While the leader hunter brought his sword down and put forward hers in protection, “Stupid,” the pitch of clicking and screeching of their sword knocked out of the hunter as he landed squarely on his back on the dirty surface as well. “Filthy whore!” He murmured.“Me? I'm no whore, you stupid maggots," Diana replied with the same anger in her voice. The hunters' eyes glinted with fury. He underestimated the female, and he knew it was his number one mistake.“Underestimating a woman, I see. Jesus, you guys couldn't even make a proper skirt!” Finally, Diana brought her sword down, and the leader raised his in defence. The sound of clanging metal echoed through the side of the forest, as did her profanities.On the other hand, rage tore at Andrew's min