My soul mate is my natural enemy.
Or close enough. He's a vampire and I'm a wolf. Our kinds are at war. A centuries-old blood war.
I can't stay away from him. I hate him, but I want him. Our love is a standoff. For every inch I take, he pushes a mile.
The world is against us. But I'm so tired of fighting the ties between us.
For every wolf that dies at the hands of a vampire, I feel more guilty. Yet I go to him over and over and we use each other just enough until next time. I can't stop.
We both swear it'll be the last time, but here we are again. The cycle never ends. But this time it has to.
I must either choose him and betray my people or walk away for good.