Point of View: Annie
We stayed all night reading all the books and papers belonging to werewolves Mates. What we found out, confirmed that we are their mates. It makes sense now, how I didn’t resist his touch, why my heart almost came out of my ribcage when he took me into his arms and how I almost moaned just by him sniffing my hair.
Then I look at Monica and ask her for clarity.
“Monica, you know better? Your work is always to seduce them and get the information. No offense”. I say.
“None taken”. She says while smiling my way.
I smile gratefully and ask my question. “Ummm… did you feel any difference between those people’s touch and Stefan’s touch?”
She looks at me for a moment, pondering for a moment. Then she says “Frankly speaking whenever someone touches me and tried to get near me, I feel contempt. It was like I wanted to break their limb and feed them. But whenever Stefan came closer to me today. I felt something and it was not disgusting.”