Quinn’s POV
My eyes fluttered open, and I realized I was staring at the black sky, snow falling directly in my face. Blinking a few times, memories of what happened came back to me. Landon had told me he was a werewolf; then his arm transformed into a sizeable furry wolf's leg. That had to have been a dream; that didn't happen... The memories were so straightforward; I know it did happen, but that wasn't possible; werewolves didn't exist. Yet, if they didn't exist, how did I explain what Landon could do?
He told me we were mates that I completed him and explained why I was drawn to him. I had to admit, hearing that he felt everything I did and explaining why, he gave a strange but reasonable explanation. He also said that he loved me, and why did I feel the same love for him? W……
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