Chapter 17 - My mate.

Libby POV

As he steps closer into the soft light, illuminating from the fire exit sign, I can’t help but catch my breath. He was exquisite.

Like something from a museum…a god that had been depicted into an art statue. But this piece of art is touchable. This god should be mine…according to him.

“You can’t keep following me. You have to go, you being here puts my friends at risk.” I whisper, checking the alleyway was empty.

“Your friends?” He quirks an eyebrow at me, a glint of amusement in his eyes.

I was suddenly feeling hotter than usual, even in the night time air…something about his presence made me flush at the cheeks.

Noticing a small off licence earlier and needing to cool my body temperature, I make my way down the alleyway. Pierce walking beside me.

Before I push on the shop door I turn to him, keeping my voice low needing him to understand the severity of what him finding me, might mean for Ben and Beth.

“Two of them are werewolves, but they think I am completely huma