Chapter two

                                    

                                          
I would like to remind you all that in this story mates are chosen by the werewolves themselves. 
                          
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Bane
                          
The girls here were just like the ones I saw when I traveled to other places, they tried to hard. 
                          
I mean understand that most females want me to choose them as my mate because my money, but I want a girl with pure intentions so later on she will be a good mother to my pups. 

                          
I stayed in my place for now. My wolf demands I take a girl from here, he's starting to get restless, and honestly so was I. We both wanted our mate. 

                          
Our mate would be treated like a queen, she would be good for not only us, but my entire pack.
                          
A scent caught me off guard. I've never smelled anything as sweet. 

                          
I looked over the crowd and saw what I least expected. She looked like she just wanted this to be over. Her long legs were covered in plain blue jeans, and she hid herself in a baggy black sweater. I didn't care about what she wore, her eyes and scent were what caught my attention; those innocent blue eyes had me mesmerized.

                          
I just had to have her.

                          
My wolf was pushing me to run to her and make her ours, but judging from the look on her face I knew I'd have to wait. 
                          
I approached the crowd when the line of humans started complaining. 

                          
I could see my mate smirk at the girls, probably glad she wasn't wearing high heels. 
                          
I got stares from everyone as I stood at the front of the line, everyone except my little mate. 
                          
Does she really resent me that much she can't even look at me? What did I even do to her? 

                          
She was no longer standing in her spot when I looked at the end of the line, and my beast wanted to take over; to go find her, but then I saw her bent down tying her shoes. 
                          
Myself and my beast relaxed. I took that as my time to finally speak, and let everyone who was starring at me know who I really was.
                          
"I want her." 

                          
All heads turned to see who I was pointing at, and just like that my mate looked up and appeared like a deer caught in the headlights. 

                          
She's going to murder me when I take her.
                          
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