Page 3 of Cuffed By My Mate

There goes the plan,I think, as he comes my way.

TWO

Crew

I can’t believethis is happening.

Here.

Now.

I’ve finally found my fated mate, and I didn’t even have to go looking for her. She just wandered into my station.

What are you waiting for?My bear snarls.Go claim her.

“Mate,” I grunt at her as I close the distance between us.

“You,” she breathes as we stop right in front of each other.

My bear is going crazy, and I can already feel my teeth starting to elongate, getting ready to bite and mark her. I can smell her arousal, and it only heightens my own. It’s the night of the full moon, and the need to bite her is extreme.

“You’re mine,” she whispers, and I nod.

“And you’re mine.”

We stare at each other, my green eyes searching hers, and then we’re both moving. I brush her hair away as my teeth sink into the tender skin at the base of her neck. I moan as I feel her teeth sinking into my neck, and a flood of emotions washesover me. Relief at finally having my mate, arousal, and a sense of completeness. We finally have our fated mate. We’re mated.

“Where are you staying?” I ask her urgently. I need to get her alone so that we can be mated fully.

We’re alone right now,my bear points out, and I like how he thinks, but I don’t want my first time with my mate to be in a police station.

We can save that for a later time, my bear agrees, and I bite back a grin.

“I don’t,” she starts. “I just got to town, just moved here, I mean. I don’t have a place yet.”

“Great. You can move in with me.”

“I--…okay.”

“Good,” I say, leaning down and kissing her cheek. “My shift is over in a few, so I’ll just grab my things, and we can go.”

I can’t stop smiling as I go back to my desk and log off of my computer. Tucker is on call tonight, but I still grab my walkie in case he needs me for anything. Then I’m turning and heading back to my mate.

It feels crazy to even think that. I’ve been searching for my mate since I was eighteen with no luck. I can’t believe that she just came in here, that she found me.

She must have been looking for us too,my bear points out, and I nod.

I head back to my mate and take her hand in mine.

“Ready to go home?” I ask her, and she nods, smiling up at me shyly.

“Yeah. I’m Vera, by the way.”

Smooth, my bear says. You didn’t even ask her for her name.

“Shit, sorry. I’m Crew. I just, this isn’t how I expected to find my mate. It’s throwing me off,” I admit, and she smiles.

“Me too. I just didn’t want to keep calling you my mate in my head,” she says with a laugh.

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