Death Wolf
"You asked for it , little one"
And that's when I dip my head lower on her neck. To kiss the place I will mark her.
A moan leaves her lips and I smirk.
Damn, this girl will be the end of me.
....
Unknown to him, a smirk lingered on Alexandria's lip as she saw him forgetting to bolt the door.
Her hand went under the mattress to feel the book safely placed there. And she couldn't help act to moan more , distracting him.
It was it, the book on death wolf .