Nineteen

D'Angelo

As soon as I laid eyes on my mate, every part of my body froze like a marble statue. I blinked rapidly, trying to make sure I wasn't lost in some dreamland.

A painful thought echoed in my mind: What have I done to deserve this humiliation from the moon goddess? Why did she have solid plans to mess my life up?

My wolf was pissed, knowing that ignoring our mate would make us unhappy forever.

“She's our only chance to find true happiness!” It screamed at me.

Though my mate was an omega, she was a slim, delicate beauty, with almost transparent crystal-blue eyes and curvy enough to get even an impotent man to come in a rush of fertile cream.

But that was beside the point. The moon goddess was completely unapologetic about the troubles she was causing for me. She must be bonkers for pairing up an Alpha and Tribe leader of over two hundred werewolf packs with a filthy omega.

"I don't care. She's perfect, and I want her!" My wolf screamed in my ears when I lifted my mate's bloody bo