All Chapters of Fullmoon With The Alpha: Chapter 111 - Chapter 115

“There’s so much I want to do right now…” Before Kain knew it, his desires had slipped through his lips and laid bare for Denise to hear. “…lewd things…to touch you all over…to feel your lips~”“I can…see that…” Denise pulled her lips between her teeth as she looked up at him awkwardly through her lashes. It was true. Desire was dancing in his eyes. These days…he had made it painfully obvious, and though those kinds of desirous looks were something she had seen from various men…Kain made it feel different. He made her feel different. She tried to avoid his gaze but even though she wasn’t looking at him, the feel of his unyielding gaze continued to waver her composure. This was the kind of thing she couldn’t run away from….the unmistakable feeling of wanting to give in. Ever since the night they had dinner, she was aware that many of her walls had crumbled. She wanted to keep her distance, but her efforts were fruitless because there was rarely ever a time when he wasn’t within her vi

Kain Valcor. A hardheaded Alpha who took orders from no one, and a man who had to be on top. Wreaking havoc, preying on the weak and completely breaking the strong…had been his idea of a fun time for as long as he could remember. And until his mate arrived amidst all that chaos, it was the first time he wanted anything other than power. It was the first time…he desperately desired a woman. From the very moment he met her…his eyes instinctively followed her every move. He watched her like a hawk…her body language, her features, her emotions. He studied her like a book. She was easy to read and even easier to manipulate. He wanted to control her, to completely master the wolf inside her. But the more he watched her, the more time he spent with her….he realized that it wasn’t just her power that he desired. Whenever she was in front of him, he hated to look at her. Whenever she touched him, he hated the irritating sensation that scattered across his skin. And whenever he looked in her h

“Why are you here? I never expected you of all people to come looking for me.” Denise crossed her arms on her chest as she stared over at Marcy who had arrived on the pack lands. She cocked her hips and flipped her hair, setting a black duffle bag on the floor beside her feet. “Sure you didn’t.” She laughed, noisily chewing on a gum. “I volunteered to deliver Mother's message. You should be thankful. How dare you keep me waiting?” “You volunteered? That’s hard to believe. What do you want? Tell me so I can go back inside.”“Before that…I must say I’m glad we finally have the chance to talk.” Marcy stepped closer. She was grinning widely but there was nothing but malice flowing between them. “Is it only me, or is your face still so damn annoying?” Her hand lifted, fingers grazing Denise’s hair. They drifted through the strands, then brushed the soft flesh of her cheek. The tip of the nails sunk in, almost pricking through the skin. Denise stood unflinching in front of her, a wry smi