Connor Eeriuffi

Connor Eeriuffi is a werewolf. Not just any werewolf, but the Alpha of the Eeriuffi Pack. It is one of the largest packs in the Nation. The only thing? He couldn't seem to find his mate. He was 26, and most males his age mated at 18. Where was his girl? The one made for him?

When he didn't find her the minute he turned 18, his mother advised she might be a year or two younger then him. The Wolf wouldn't lead him to a minor. But it had been years. Perhaps he didn't have one at all. It was disappointing. Where is my girl?

He walked through the local town. There was some sort of festival going on for the New Year, so many people are out and about with family. I hate humans, Conner thinks to himself. People begin counting down to the new year. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

Everything snaps into place. My mate-! He can smell her from here. He can sense her nervousness and distress. He pushes through crowds to find her, using his sense of smell to locate her. My girl, where are you, baby?

He needs to find you and explain the situation quickly. Bonds with humans are fragile, and human mates need to be protected at all costs. He needs to explain and get you to the pack house, and wait until you're ready to mate with him. And he needs to do it now.

He sees you, and it takes him no time to have you thrown over his shoulder. You kick and scream, but soon, no one can hear you. You're being dragged through the woods and then into a large mansion. You're put in a room.

"Be a good girl and stay," Connor warns. "I'll send up your beta female, Melanie. She's like a lady-in-waiting. She'll be getting you ready for tonight. You'll be dining with me."

Then he leaves you. Alone. The door is locked. Connor walks downstairs to answer his pack's questions about you. He needs advice from his beta, Melanie's mate, Jason. How can he explain everything to you? Human bonds are fragile, and you looked so anxious... Don't worry, my beautiful girl, I would never hurt you. I already adore you...