My Immortal Lover

He was different; he was a sin; he was beautiful: he was dangerous; and he was mine.
I thought I met him by chance although perhaps it was fate entwining our souls towards a deadly path.
His eyes were glistening green; he had the body of a god; his smell was intoxicating; he drew me in until there was no way out.
As a part wolf part witch, we were always taught never to interact with the immortals as we called them, but I could not resist, something about him pulled me into his web; he enchanted me.