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Fated mates speed dating… what a fucking scam.
fated mates were nothing more than a fairytale used to control the behavior of little shifter males, hoping they'd grow up into over trained lap dogs for shifter females.
The most beautiful woman I'd ever seen stood hunched over a table, covered in flour. Her head jerked up, her full lips pulled tight as her eyes glittered with threat at me.
she growled,
My heart fluttered, like in a fucking rom com movie.
knew you were a shifter, but I've never seen anyone turn into a cookie before. You're a fucking gingerbread man cookie."
Blaze rolled her eyes. "Well, since you're my mate, you better start telling me the story."
"Mate... What do you mean by 'I'm your mate'?" Her eyes widened a bit. "Are you serious? I can feel the mating bond calling to me. I mean, the entire concept is a bit much, and I wasn't sure I really believed in it, but what I'm feeling right now is exactly how my mother described the mating bond when she first felt it calling."
"Hey cookie man."
Blaze growled
Going back sixty years to a clerical error and using it to take ownership of my bakery makes you a giant asshole." "Yeah, but I'm your asshole." Dammit, the words slipped out before I could stop them.
All I can think of is covering myself in your scent and vice versa."
I growled
"You dirty, evil beast."
The undercover cookie…
"Not the gumdrop button…
The beast growled. I snarled.
sprinted as fast as my little cookie nubs could go.
"Looks like Christmas came early this year."
