Chapter 8

Angels POV My birthday was only three days away, three days until I would find my mate. That's if he resides in this pack. We had been back to the waterfall a couple of times in the last week and had found the sexiest man we had ever laid our eyes on. He was easily 6ft2; he had tanned sun-kissed skin and short black hair that he combed to the sides. Ok, he had a smaller version of Johnny Bravos' hair, but it didn't stop him from looking hot. He looked like a muscleman with the most interesting tattoo on his chest. It was a wolf howling at the moon. Everything about him had my insides heating up. I don't know how, but I had this nagging feeling that he and the black wolf we had seen previously were the same.    'My goddess, I want to come out and play with him.' I chuckle as Star flutters her lashes, her tail wagging like a goddamn puppy. 'Ok, enough watching, let's go talk to him.' 'Star, we promised Uncle Nick we wouldn't expose ourselves.'    'You're getting softer as you get older.'