Susan and Ethan Chapter 1

"Here, happy birthday," Ethan rasped forwarding the box which had a bracelet in it.

"Why?" She asked dubiously as he rolled his eyes.

"Because it's your birthday," He said in a duh tone.

She grabbed the box and their fingers touched. Zap of current ran down his spine at the touch and the most alluring scent filled his senses. His murky green eyes widened and pupils dilated as his wolf surged forward.

"Mate!"

Ethan and Susan said at the same time.

She abruptly jerked her hand back causing the box to fall on the grass as they couldn't break eye contact.

It was as if breath got stuck in her throat and her tongue felt heavy. She couldn't form a single word. There was a severe shortcircuit in her head as she gaped at him. Out of billions of people, her mate was Ethan.

The one who gets on her nerves all the time and leaves no stone unturned to annoy her. The biggest playboy aka an excellent flirt was her mate.

Ethan was the best example of men she hates. As the reality dawned on her