His mate: Fated to the Lycan
He closed the door and made his way back to his bed, his mind already racing with thoughts of what needed to be done.
Joey didn't think of it, how someone would visit at such odd hour, he drifted back, back to his room, his window wide open as the cold soft air gained entrance, he sat on his bed and soon he became drowsy and his eyes heavy, he dozed off without knowing when, his heart beat became steady as he slept, the moon stood out shining brightly and calming the souls of those who knew its worth.
Joey's sleep was once again interrupted, this time by a feeling of fear that washed over him. He sat up in bed, his heart racing as he tried to shake off the feeling. He reached for his phone,
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