Chapter 10 ❥ Pure acceptance

Tressandra I don't know what to think. Sparks fly, my fur is warm, and my body craves the touch of this complete stranger. This is my mate. I knew it as soon as I saw him, as soon as his musky scent touched my nose. A lycan, I have a lycan for a mate after all this time. He holds me tight against his very naked body. I close my eyes and try to think. I want him, more than anything. But, he called me angel. He has no idea. How disappointed will he be when he realizes I'm anything but that? How can anyone love me after all I've done? "Alpha Veiler thought you might want some clothes." Someone says, followed by a disgruntled growl. The male that said the words drops a pile of clothes next to us, and then they scuttle away. My mate reaches for them, holding them out as an offering to me. I stare at the wad of fabric with hesitation. I know what he wants, but I don't know if I have the strength to go through with it.