Getting through all the people in her house was surprisingly easy. Sticking to the walls, she slipped through the back door in record time. Her backyard was packed. Twinkling lights streaming around her large back deck. How could they not smell her mate? He wasn't a part of her pack, she knew that for sure. How did he sneak onto their territory? All these thoughts were spinning into her mind as she crept across her lawn. Keeping close to the shadows, and near the large trees she found herself only a few feet away from the forest line. Her heart was beating so fast. Biting her bottom lip she scanned the forest looking for movement.
What if everything she was experiencing wasn't her mate at all, but something her mind conjured up because she was secretly terrified of the events happening at midnight. Shaking her head she started to turn around when all of a sudden she smelled it again, her mate. Closing her eyes, she couldn't help but let a little moan escape her lips. A twig snapping made her eyes narrow in on the source. The party long forgotten in the background. She took a step into the forest.
He stood just in front of her. She had no idea who this man was, but she knew he was her mate. He was tall, and broad. His blonde hair was shoulder length and pulled back off his face, showing off the tattoos on his neck. When he went to lean on the tree next to him she could see the ink on his hands as well. He had striking green eyes that Rose felt like she could get lost in. Letting her eyes trail down his body, she saw he was wearing a thin white t-shirt that didn't exactly hide anything.
Her body started acting like it had a mind of its own. Before she realized what she was doing she was standing right in front of him. Wanting to touch him, to kiss him, to tear off her dress and make love with him on the forest floor. Is this what it felt like when you found your mate? Shaking her head with shock, she took a step back. She barely knew this man.