Savage Desire

***PROLOGUE:Somewhere in the southern part of California, thirty-one years ago…*“It’s a boy.” The elderly woman smiled. “Just as was predicted.”The baby let out an angry cry and kicked its tiny legs with such force the old woman almost dropped it.“So strong.” She giggled, tightening her hold on the baby. But her delighted giggles turned into a gasp of horror when the baby’s eyes suddenly turned bloody red. “Oh, Great Luna!” Mama Meg turned as white as sheet.The two attendants looking on turned to run out of the room just as one of the curtains burst into flames. The baby kept crying angrily.“Give him to me Mama Meg.” The obviously tired mother instructed urgently. “Quick.”She stretched out her arms and took her baby from the terrified old woman. Then she tenderly placed the screaming baby on her chest, noting the contrast between her own dark skin and her baby’s slightly lighter colour. He was the most beautiful baby she’d ever laid eyes on. The proud mother began to sing sof

***Everyone stepped back in fear, except the hunter. Even if he knew just how deadly the man standing in front of him had just become…which he didn’t…he couldn’t have moved because the power from those red eyes inexplicably had him rooted to the spot. The warriors and betas on the other hand, knew that a red-eyed Jeremy, was a lethal weapon. The last time their alpha had unleashed his Ojah power, it hadn’t been pretty and they all remembered very clearly.Jeremy was not just an alpha but was also one of the three Ojahs in the Were kingdom. That made Jeremy the only alpha who was also an Ojah, making him the most powerful supernatural being in the Were kingdom. Ojahs were a rare form of shapeshifters who were both ruthless assassins and conjurers. An Ojah was so powerful that they couldn’t be controlled when their powers were unleashed. Unleashing that power meant the Ojah in question had turned off his humanity. Just one Ojah could slaughter an army within mere seconds. It was theref

***Professor Ryan Hicks moaned in pain as he slowly opened his eyes. “What the fuck!” he muttered as he got to his feet and looked around.He realized he was in a huge cage in a very dark place. The only light was the moonlight that was streaming in through the small window. He didn’t have his glasses on so couldn’t see very well. The idiots who had taken him must have thrown his glasses away. But even without the glasses, Ryan could tell that he was alone. He felt a painful throb at the back of his neck and raised his hand to touch it. What was it with that man anyway…biting him so painfully, he thought, touching the still wet sore. One minute the man was stalking towards him with an angry look, and the next, he was biting him. Ryan had never felt such excruciating pain in his life. What the fuck was the man’s problem anyway? And they didn’t even clean the wound. What asshole actually treated people like that, he wondered.“Oh my god,” Ryan groaned as a bolt of pain flashed through

***Ryan looked up at his tormentor as he came to stand in front of his cage. He was still processing the fact that he was a wolf and no longer a man. He had a lot of questions but the last time he checked, wolves couldn’t talk so Ryan simply stared at the man who had caused him so much pain. To say he hated the man would be an understatement. The man was around six ’five in height and built like a rock. His beautiful smooth skin glowed under the bright light, the colour of rich coffee laced with cream. He had really soft-looking low cropped dark hair and eyes so strangely red and intense they just pulled you in. What was with the red eyes, Ryan thought. Maybe he was wearing contacts. Who does that though, Ryan almost snorted. But despite the strange eyes, the man was strikingly gorgeous.From the colour of his skin, either he spent a lot of time outdoors or he was mixed-race. Ryan thought the five o’clock shadow made the hunk look sexy. Was it even normal for a man to be that gorgeou

***Ryan followed Philip inside and did a quick sweep with his eyes. “Impressive.” He mumbled. The room was big and classy. Though it surprised Ryan that he’d been assigned such a room, he didn’t question it. Maybe they’d realized that he’d been truthful after all. Why else would Philip address him as prof? “So…do I take it you’re all werewolves?” Ryan asked, his face expressionless.“I thought you didn’t know who we were.” Philip retorted. “Isn’t that what you told the men who brought you in?”“Dude, get real. Of course, I’ve always thought creatures like werewolves didn’t exist. I mean hey…I live in the real world. Then last night, Mean man…Jeremy bites me and I turn into a wolf. Hello-o-o. I’m not stupid.”“I forgot you have four PHDs. Sorry Prof.” Philip laughed. “I guess your world is not that real after all.”“So you did google me. Thank God. Does that mean I can go?” Ryan looked hopeful.“I will leave that for Mean man…Jeremy to answer when he’s ready to talk.” Philip said with