[Glen Red Creek, fated mate
Level:??? Race: Werewolf
Blood rank: Alpha
Type: ???
Class: ???
Name: ???
Stats: strength: 1000/10000
Speed: 1000/10000
Agility: 1000/10000
Intelligence: 9889/10000. Open to read more]
Eden stared incredulously at the words written on the holographic screen open in front of him. The luminous dashboard was hiding the face of the sleeping Apollo by his side and the omega couldn't ignore it even though he would have preferred. It was all a dream, so why was this suspicious screen popping up in front of his eyes and preventing him from admiring his deadly gorgeous fated mate?
He waved his fingers before his eyes to verify the existence of the screen and tried to touch it. His fingers got through the digital fascia in the most normal way for a completely abnormal situation. Eden wiggled his fingers across the screen then pressed his eyelids together. It was a dream. It had to be a dream. It had to…
