To Marry a Monster
Lucien Afolayan lay sprawled across the massive fur-lined bed beside me, his golden eyes half-lidded and glittering with pure predator satisfaction.
I glared down at him, my cheeks burning with a fierce, hot flush as my gaze landed on the violent, blood-red teeth marks covering the thick expanse of his throat. The memory of the night’s feral confrontation came rushing back. Lucien had been completely insatiable, matching my anger with a terrifying, heavy possessiveness that refused to break no matter how much my inner wolf snarled and fought for dominance beneath him. In a desperate bid to force the Prime Alpha to yield, I had sunk my fangs deep into his neck, drawing thick, dark blood. But
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