A Curse of Fate (Shifter City Fated Mates, #1)

by Jaymin Eve

“Breathe, Emmeline,” Warrick murmured. “You know we can scent your fear and hear your heartbeat. You’re not prey. Remember that. You are not prey.”

“Emmeline Anders belongs to the Reeves pack. She’ll be taken into our custody, and we’ll ensure that whatever bad habits she picked up as a rogue are corrected. She will become a productive member of our society.”

“We’re a blessed-by-the-goddess pack of scent matches, and you are the fifth of our quintet.”

“Wow, not just a pretty face. I don’t need or want your protection, but thanks for the offer. I really hope you have the day you deserve.”

“You smell like chocolate and honey, omega. And your wolf is such a pretty girl. You’re both the sweetest, most delicious treat I’ve ever experienced.”

Your edges are sharp and biting. Sad but true. “I was tempered in fire,” I said, too truthful again. “I’m the product of my past and future.”

Hunter and Slade work in your billion-dollar company, while you and Finley are professional hockey superstars. Meanwhile, I’m a homeless, jobless runaway who has skills in waiting tables and mixing cocktails. Yeah, I totally see why the goddess scent-bonded us.” There was literally not an ordinary quality about my larger-than-life, hotter-than-the-sun, and highly successful pack members.

Bliss. Absolute bliss engulfed me as I bathed in temperatures just shy of a hell pit. I mean, was it even a bath if you weren’t bright red and half-baked?

“Easy. You’ll never be alone again. I will follow you to the ends of this world and into the next, Emme. There’s no point to this life without you in it.”

I’d never be embarrassed to show up for my girl. If you weren’t a little obsessed, was she even your mate?