Xavier Burgot

Larenz Tate

This is madding! From the moment I smelled her I've become prey to my emotions."

While I might have been an impulsive, dispassionate teenager, whose actions landed him in trouble more times than I can remember. That was over a century ago, in the days when I walked as a nineteen year old human. But I'm a grown werewolf, whose tamed those fool-hearted teenage notions.

 Fate played its hand. But in all this time, I've yet to find a mate, that one person that would make me feel complete. I admit, there've been many human women that shared my bed, however, none made me feel this sense of knowing.  

It's the scent of her that's made me foolish, territorial, and protective over someone that doesn't belong to me, at least not yet.

Will these newly formed impetuous passions end me? They might, but there's nothing I wouldn't do to make sure Sara's safe even if that means going up against the Alpha. 

If I don't die first, I will make Sara Doe my own in the moon-dance.