The Broken Werewolves: The Human Mate (BxB)

The scent hit Marcus first—a pure, intoxicating blend that snapped his wolf, Kyros, to attention. It was the scent of his mate, Nigel, permeating the sterile hallways of Northern High. He saw him then, across the bustling corridor, laughing with friends, a normal human boy completely oblivious to the powerful werewolf now irrevocably drawn to him. Marcus felt the pull, an undeniable force, and a thrill, cold and sharp, went through him. This was it. The first step into a life that was both forbidden and destined.

He watched Nigel, a strange mix of longing and calculated resolve swirling within him. This was the boy he'd observed from afar, the human male the Good Goddess had chosen for him, despite every ancient law. It was risky, incredibly so, but Marcus had never shied from a challenge. He adjusted the strap of his backpack, a fake ID tucked inside, and took a deep breath, the human world's sounds a dull hum against the roar of his wolf. He was here now, on Nigel’s turf, and there was no turning back.