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Author's P. O. V.

Zia felt her soul leave her body as her eyes fell on the person in front of her.

*This... This is not true, this can't be true*

She thought as she gulped and looked at the person in front of her.

The guy had pale skin and dark eyes, his body was very well built but lean his hair was messy falling on his face as he looked at Zia with a different look in his eyes.

As he was trying to study her, Zia felt her head pounding, she looked at him once more before she fainted.

Justin held his lady love in his arms as she fainted right on him.

He grew worried for her as the girl around them looked at Zia and Justin.

"My girlfriend is drunk," he murmured before he held her in his arms in bridal style before he walked to the stairs.

This was his club, he owned his place, walking carefully on the status he walked towards his cabin.

He opened the door with the help of his feet before he walked inside and took her to the connecting room that had a bed and all the necessary things in it.

Slowly dropping her body on the bed that had black silk sheets on it, he looked at her face which was once again covered with her hair.

He smiled as he removed her hair from her face, he came across her angelic face once again.

From the day he has seen her, he knew she was special to him, she was his mate for whom he longed all these years.

All these years he never felt the need to connect to anyone but her, he felt as if he would not connect to her then there is no meaning in his life.

He pulled the covers and put them on her, he assumed she was drunk and passed out.

He sat on the couch and poured himself a drink, he looked at her face then his eyes traveled to her chest which was rising and falling.

She was fast asleep on his bed.

He had been following her from afar from yesterday night, he did not go back to the pack house.

His father had mind linked with him to tell him to come back but Justin was not having any of it.

He did not want to listen to anyone, he would not marry Gizelle when he already has his mate.

This evening when she left the house, Justin followed her close by in another car, he had stolen it.

*The things you do for love*

Do not blame him, he just did not wish for her to disappear from his eyes again.

When she had stopped in front of his club he smiled, he had signaled the bartender to keep them busy.

But it was not needed because both of the girls were fine talking and dancing.

He changed into his best clothes which consists of a black shirt that had rolled sleeves and the 3 buttons of his shirt were undone.

Showing off his abs and muscles, he used the most expensive scent he had and wore black jeans with loafers.

He was about to approach her when he saw her walking towards the washroom, he wanted to follow her but he did not.

It was not a decent thing to do, he did not want her to think of him as someone who was just behind her body.

He was yet to make sure if she knew about the vampire guy who was always around her.

There were two possibilities, either she knew about them and had an agreement with them or she did not know a thing and they were around her with hidden identities.

Sipping his drink he remembered the curve of her back that was bear to him just a few minutes ago, when she had returned from the washroom, he was about to approach her when his eyes followed her back.

The strings of her top, keeping it in place were loose, he wanted to tell her but then he heard a guy talking rubbish about her.

He pinched the guy in the face before he was escorted out.

When his eyes found her again, she was sitting in the same space talking to the bartender.

She was a woman of respect, he did hear her words and he was proud his woman knew how to handle herself.

She was weak, she maybe did not even need him but here he was following her everywhere as a puppy does to his owner.

True that she was the owner, the owner of his heart, and very soon he had intended to make her his wife.

He wants to marry her according to the rituals of the world as well as have a mating ceremony with her.

He wanted her, his, in every sense possible.

He had just walked up to her to talk but all the strings of her back were open, it looked like she did not know because she was not doing any effort to cover her back or maybe she was too bold.

He walked behind her as his body covered hers, he knew she felt him because she had shivered a little.

He started tieing the strings, she was about to turn around when he said the words to keep her calm.

He did not want her to slap him the first time she sees him.

And then she turned around and looked at him like she saw a ghost, Justin was not sure if coming in front of her was a good idea.

What if she is just a human? But why will she faint on seeing him like that? He could not help but question.

Everything was just so fucked up and he had no clue why and what

He finished his drink before he got comfortable on the couch, he was not going to invade her space until she wants him to.