No no no! It couldn't be. Not him! This couldn't be happening to her but the fact that he was standing there, right in front of her and she could see him already spoke for itself. No one could get into the cave except for her breedmate.
She struggled between wanting to shift and end this nightmare by burning him to ashes and wanting to crawl back into her corner and cry. Why was this happening to her?
She had waited so many years. So. Many. Years. In this darkness, alone waiting for the day her breedmate would come, scoop her into his arms and carry her away into the warmth of their home while promising to avenge her. She had lived on dreaming of that day so many times and now she got this.
A human.
He was... different but still human. If he was different in the sense that he was a witch, the bloody creature that cursed her then she would just perish.
"Who are you?" She demanded to know.
