FreeNovel"Fuck-" Before the rogue can say the words, his head rolls to Leila's feet, his bodiless eyes mirroring the shock Leila has in her own eyes as her heart leaps.
How did the mysterious man move so fast? How is he moving so fast without shifting, she cannot even see him, only the blur of his white attire as he tears through the remaining three.
She hears their screams being cut short before their bodies drop to the ground, headless and lifeless.
"Fuck, fucking bastards!" The mysterious man yells.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Shit, I can't believe they got fucking blood on my sleeve, not on the fucking sleeves, you idiots," he kicks one of the men on the ground before suddenly turning to Leila as if just becoming aware of her presence.
"Oh...fuck, I'm doing it again aren't I? You see, I can't stand the blood, not on me," he says, sneering at the dead bodies.
"Who are you?" Leila asks in a cautious tone.
She should be running away from a man who just easily decapitated four men without shifting into his wolf and then complains about the blood staining him, those are the marks of a psychotic killer but rather her feet pull her towards him. "Who am I?" The man replies, extending one of his claws to slice off the lower part of his sleeve where the blood stained and then repeats the movement on the second sleeve with such precision and accuracy that his shortened sleeves both look identical and like the work of a fashion designer.
He is strange indeed.
"You're an Alpha, are you not? I can tell from your aura," Leila says, pulling off his jacket and stretching it towards him. "Does our Alpha know you are here?" He takes his jacket and her hand with it and stares deep into her eyes, like he is looking into her very soul.
"For nine years I have seen you everyday in my dreams, I thought you were beautiful but goddess, seeing you now, I believe you're the only reason the word 'beauty' exists." Leila's brow furrows in confusion and she pulls her hand away. "What are you talking about?" "When you reject your mate, you'll understand." "Understand what? Look, thank you for savingbut I should get going," Leila replies, feeling uneasy and turning away.
"I'm your second chance mate," he says as Leila begins to walk away and she halts.
"You're what?" She asks, confusion clear in her widened blue eyes.
"Nine years ago, under a crescent moon like this, I lost my fated mate, her nwas Micheala, she was everything to me, the stoke to my fire. So when I lost her, it shatteredand I cried to Selene that night, in true pain and deep sorrow.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I prayed I would find another one, to loveas my dead mate did, to guide my unsteady head and temper my rage and that night and every other night since, you ctoin my dream, beautiful as a goddess, radiant as the sun and you whisper this word to me, right before I wake up. 'Mate'." Leila squints at him and scoffs, a foreboding feeling growing in her chest. She should really get going. She hasn't even rejected Tatum yet and this man is claiming to be her second chance mate? Is that how it works? She thought both wolves would already have to be rejected or one or both of them having dead mates before they can see each other as second chance mates. "I don't believe you." "You don't have to believe me, you just need to reject your mate and see," he says in a calm and confident tone and without warning, scoops Leila in his arms, bridal style, as light as a feather.
"I can-" "I know you can walk, see it as my excuse to hold you in my arms as I've always dreamed of or as my reward for saving you."
Leila parts her lips to reply but she doesn't find the words as he adjusts her comfortably and walks ahead, smiling down at her. "So tell me, this unlucky mate of yours, do you love him?" She used to.
She loved Tatum so much even the goddess of love would have been jealous but now she plans to reject him, how convenient of her of her supposed second chance mate to show up at the time? She doesn't even know him, nor does she want to be with him, but if what he says is true, then it means that she would have to take the damage of two rejections in a row, to be with Kelvin. She will do it for Kelvin, to show him that she really means to be with him. "Didn't you love yours?" She replies.
"Hmm," the man nods and they both stay silent until they reach the clear.
"This is where I leave you," he says as he drops her to the butthis is not goodbye, the ground, "but this Ritter I'll be back to take what is mine." The will be updated first on this website. Cback and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!
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