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The Werewolf Vampire Mate

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What is love?

Love carries countless meanings.

To scientists, it’s a reaction—something born from chemical and hormonal changes in the human body. To philosophers, it’s a spark in consciousness, ignited when two souls connect. To different people, love becomes different things. For some, it is happiness. For others, pain, sorrow, or ecstasy.

It’s an emotion that resists definition. Something not meant to be explained, only felt.

And sometimes, love is a choice.

But that wasn’t the case for me.

I never had the chance to choose who I would explore these overwhelming feelings with.

The choice was made for me.

I had no option but to love him, and he had no option but to love me.

Ours is the strangest love story—yet also the most beautiful.

This is our chosen love.

#Slice of Life

Chapter 1: The Werewolf's Vampire Mate Chapter 1-5

Chapter 1: Drunken Mistake

BEAU

The sun comes up and I feel the rays as it hits my windows and my eyes squint open and I already know I am late. Father is going to have my head for breakfast. I jolt up from the bed and I hear a moan.

Shit.

I look to the figure sprawled on the bed and she is naked. The sheets are wrapped on the lower half of her body revealing the arch of her back and side boobs. She moves but is still sleeping. I get up from the bed and ignore her. I don't know who she is but I don't give a shit. I was probably piss faced drunk by the time I brought her home. I walk into the bathroom and have a quick shower. I shouldn't even be getting ready. I am so late; this is like the tenth time I will be late for the breakfast meeting. This is like my last warning and I always end up running into the dining hall scattered and unkempt.

I get out of the shower and run back into my room. This time, she is awake, she is seated on the bed with the sheets now fully covering her. I look at her closely to see if I even remember her from last night, but she doesn't ring a bell. Her hazel brown eyes, blonde hair bright smile seems all new to me.

This is a new blow for me. I never fuck a girl and blackout. I usually always remember them at least. I don't even remember meeting her last night. This is bad.

"Hi," she greets me as she adjusts the sheets attempting to cover her tits. That doesn't help because they are huge. I scoff silently because even through my drunken state, I have a type.

"You need to go," I state matter of fact.

She frowns. "It's the middle of nowhere, how do I get out of the woods?" she asks suddenly getting temperamental. I don't know what to say to her because it is not even safe for her. If anyone sees her, she could be in danger. I can't even believe that I brought her here.

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