Dream Mate
“Given how you took down Donkey Kong out there, I certainly won’t doubt you. You’ve saved my ass plenty just today.”
“You better not doubt me. I don’t need magic or a wolf to protect what’s mine.” Katrina smiled, her hands moving from holding my face to letting her fingers tangle in my hair. “And you, Tiberius Bellomo are mine.”
So I always knew I’d eventually find my mate, but even then, I wasn’t sure how much I’d like someone laying claim to me. I’m not some object. Even if I know a few females I screwed around with thought differently. But Katrina claiming me, saying I’m hers is a different level. It’s hot.