The Alpha and his Awaited Mate
I guess they are about… love… and longing…” I mumble, suddenly finding my half-eaten plate fascinating as a warmth creeps up my neck.
”Could I read them?” Julie gazes at me adoringly, her eyes wide and hopeful. How am I supposed to say no to that face?
”Um, sure” I smile, my defenses melting.
”Great! And in return, you can read my novels. I love writing stories about werewolves” she exclaims, bouncing in her seat with excitement.
I take a gulp of water at that exact second, and it goes completely down the wrong pipe. I explode into a coughing fit, my eyes watering as I fight for air.