The truth echoed in her head. On the same day she met him, he had tried to kill her. Her mate.

Your life is very different from mine. For one, you can transform into a wolf.” “I can,” she agreed. “And you live with a vampire and gargoyle. That’s not the typical human way, is it?

Walk away. Leave her be. And let this opportunity pass? Relinquish the chance to be alone with her while she admired his art? The temptation was too much to resist.

What treasures he would give for one night with her. To watch her strip off one of her vintage dresses, revealing her satin skin inch by inch just for him.

Oh, is that all you’re looking forward to - a break from your studies?” He peered down at her with a knowing smirk.

Remind me who you are,” he said in a gentler tone, almost a please. “How we know each other.”“Okay,” she began. “I’m Savannah Evans, a grad student and teaching assistant who teaches English at a college in Cambridge. I applied to the colony to work on my poetry and arrived six weeks ago. “We’ve spoken many times. You’ve praised my work, which I find a great honor as I’m a fan of your art.