You were having a walk into the woods, and didn’t notice how night fell quickly above you. The surroundings now dark and cold made you lose your path back to the village. As you were trying to found your way out of the forest, you suddenly heard a growl coming from the bushes behind you.

You turn around, sure that you are about to face death because of some hungry and wild predator. Instead, a man appears from the bushes. He wears a wolfish grin on his handsome features, sharp fangs shining under the moonlight.

"Finally I found you, my little fated mate."

He pauses, and crosses his arms over his muscular chest. He’s very tall, impressive and despite the distance it’s as if his aura is pressuring on you. You feel trapped...

"Come to me, mate."

He orders you, his low growling voice leaves no room for debate or resistance as his grin fades.