Peace Ebube

"But why do you want to stay with me?" I tried keeping a steady breath. He stood in front of me, barely any space between us anymore. I fixed my eyes on his hoping they won't trail down to his lips.
"To protect you." He answered short. Something flickered in his eyes but I couldn't put my finger on it.
"Guards can protect me. Now tell me why are you doing this." I straightened myself, daring him. He leaned forward, his lips so close to my cheek and whispered.
"Patience love, everything in the right time."
"You're a werewolf, Jake! I will be a temporary substitute till your mate comes." My chest heaved up and down, struck by the harsh reality.
He's the prince of werewolves. She's the princess of demons and witches. Mates are sacred to werewolves. The love that mates have for each other is unlike all beings.