Thirty Seven

Raven

Vlad's lips hovered over mine and he tried to kiss me again. I pulled away instead, and a comfortable silence passed between us.

"Does this mean you've forgiven me?" He asked, staring into my eyes with tenderness and wrapping his arms around me.

Biting my lip, I leaned close to him, resting my head on his shoulder.

"Maybe, but we need to be realistic."

His brows drew together in a frown. "What are you talking about?"

"My eighteenth birthday is coming up next week, and I'm certain I'll find my Lycan mate. Unless you magically change into a Lycan, it can never be you."

Vlad's eyes flashed with amusement and he stifled a laugh. "Why are you bothering your head over your mate? Our feelings for each other are natural. Perhaps the moon goddess has other plans for us. She knows we're meant to be together."

A bitter laugh escaped my lips. "Yeah right. "

"Raven, we cannot deny what we feel towards one another. You want me. It's written all over you."

I fell silent pressing m