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It felt better than anything that had ever touched me there. “Hmm… so good. Harder, please.” He flicked his tongue faster. One hand slipped between my legs under the water, finding my clit. He eased a finger inside, working me gently at first, then increasing the pace. He released my breast. “You like that?” His pheromones flooded the air—cedar and dark musk filling my senses. “Put your mouth back on me, Alpha, please. Suck these tits, they’re aching for you.” I begged, drunk on whatever he was doing to me.

The pack house had a large library on the second floor that I had only visited a few times. After dinner, when most people were relaxing in the common areas, I slipped upstairs to see what I could find. The library was quiet and dimly lit, with tall shelves filled with books about werewolf history, pack records, and various other topics. I wasn't sure exactly what I was looking for, but I hoped I might find some reference to Seraphina or the attack that killed her. I started with the pack records, looking for any mentions of events from five years ago. Most of the books were dry accounts of territory disputes, trade agreements and pack meetings.

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she whispers persuasively, ready for the whole of me. Her words ignite something primal within me. I press my lips to hers, my eyes gleaming red. I release my werewolf form, but I don’t completely shift into a wolf. My wolf teeth elongate, hair sprouts across my face, and claws emerge from my hands as Kris takes over, eager to claim his mate fully. Finally, we give in. I grunt, driving harder and faster into her as she moans loudly in pleasure and pain, tears streaming down her cheeks. But we only go faster, reveling in the euphoria of our fulfilled desire. She touches me, but I grip her hand, pinning it above her head as Kris grunts in pleasure, savoring the moment. Wolves crave two things:

He becomes the drive she needs to awaken her powers and seek out a better life elsewhere. The problem was that I’d read so many of these stories that I was doubtful I even remembered all the specifics of this particular novel. There were so many similar themes and tropes in these books that I would generally skim a lot of it, skipping to the parts that were more action heavy. Or the spicy scenes – I couldn’t forget that. Because what good werewolf romance book didn’t have a strong alpha man claiming a mate as theirs and making her cry out in ecstasy? I shook my head and tried to quickly clear my thoughts, not wanting to get too lost in the realisation that I was now living in a world filled

I’ll take it off for you,’ I stopped you when you lifted the fabric over your thighs almost to your intimacy and I could glimpse your underwear. I got closer and you lay down again. I brought my face to your mouth—burning, so hot it burned. I kissed your neck and let your exquisite scent sink into my system. I lowered my hand slowly to your bare thighs, almost reaching your panties. My gaze was still locked on your breasts—almost exposed, pale like paradise itself. I was dying to taste them. My forbidden wolf. And then… you said it.” … I sit there, absent, as if my body didn’t exist in this plane. Every word of his makes my heart burn. I don’t know why I feel like this.

She could already imagine their hands all over her body, a delicious shiver ran through her spine. “Claire.” They growled in warning, the sweet scent of her arousal was enough to make them excruciatingly hard. She moved back a little, ears tinting pink. “I'll go change and meet you downstairs in ten minutes.” She muttered quickly, and almost ran out of the kitchen in embarrassment. She had forgotten that they could smell her arousal. Soul mates and unmated males tend to get hot and bothered by the arousal of a she-wolf. The scent of arousal is irresistible and their beast would fight for control until they could devour the said she-wolf.

Darin frowned at Peter on hearing this but Peter gave him a reassuring smile that he knew what he was doing. “West is a very powerful which under the influence of the most dangerous werewolf, the alpha of the blood moon pack. He is well known to be greedy and treacherous, I believe he wants something of great value from Darin. Peter dear, you don’t want to get involved with him, just steer clear of his path or you would be begging for your life.” Wendy said. “Please, help me find out what West and his werewolf want with Darin. It would help in convincing me.” Peter said.

The creature was unlike anything Cruella had ever seen all the days of her life around the pack. It wasn’t a typical werewolf, but something twisted, something darker and Stronger. Its fur was a sickly shade of gray, matted and filthy, and its eyes glowed with an unnatural yellow light. The creature’s fangs gleamed in the moonlight, longer and sharper than any wolf’s she had ever seen, and its claws were stained with the blood of something long dead. Liam’s eyes narrowed, the familiar fire of the Alpha flashing in them. “You’re not welcome here, Raze.”