Erika
"Owen!" I could not even shout but murmured his name under my breath. He still heard me while giving me an intense look. When my nose had been hit by the aroma of cigars and whiskey from my closed apartment door I was confused. That had to be my imagination but as soon as he opened the door it turned out that he was really in my apartment! My eyes were larger as my mouth hung open. Was this a dream? No. He was really in my home. At that moment I felt like no matter where I went he would follow me, I could not run away from him. Mating was the thing that I had totally forgotten about when I saw him.
“What are you….” My throat was ready to yell at him as loud as I could but before I could do so I was pulled into the house before he slammed the door behind me. I was startled when m
