Craving His Mate by A.G. Wilde

From the moment my fangs began to drip with life spirit, I have known I wanted a mate. One to love. One to care for. A female that will be mine.
But as the moons pass by, the fates have denied me.
Until I see her.
She is different. She is human. And she is vulnerable. More vulnerable than I could have ever imagined.
But she is mine. Mine to cherish, mine to keep, and I will do everything in my power to let her know that the moment I laid my eyes on her, she became the reason I breathe.