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“They are the same creature” “But they will never hurt you. They saved us remember. Just like humans have evil ones, so do werewolves, and the evil ones are the monsters. These people here will never hurt you or anyone. If you don’t trust them, you can always trust me” “Trust you? You’re one of them now”

I say trying to plead with him, but he wasn’t even listening to me. “I can't possibly be given me a human as a mate. How is that even possible? A weak human. You can't be their Luna. A simple Omega would easily outstrength you," he said, intensely watching me as if waiting for me to say something. However, I had nothing to say because the words "Luna," "Omega," "mate," "pack," and "wolf" were the words I had encountered in stories about werewolves. I wasn't much of a reader, but I had come across those names... titles like these.

“I didn’t get the chance to thank you.” Her breath shook. “Thank me? You kissed me without my permission,” she whispered. “You scared me. And now—now you’re here? Why? What do you want from me?” The corner of his mouth tilted, almost amused. “So you know who I am.” “You’re Adriano Greco,” she said, her voice trembling. “The monster people talk about.” He took another step closer. “Monster?” he repeated softly. “That’s what they call me?”

I felt safe and happy in his presence. Did I make a mistake by calling him Alex? He did say I could call him by his name and Alexander was too long. “I am definitely going to kill this puny slave” he growled. From the little I have been told by the older slaves, werewolves were very territorial and possessive creatures but when their wolves are in control, they lose all common sense of humanity. They become primitive in their thinking and even more possessive. This takes my mind back to an event that happened some years ago. A noble couple were visiting the Marquis’s estate. They were mates and did everything together however, the male was quite promiscuous.

So she tried to remain on her guard. "If you do want to know why I'm treating you like this," he began to say as he sat on the edge of the bed, Amelia fringed and brought her legs to herself as she hugged them tightly. "The reason is that. . ." He trailed off, eyes glued on her while his lips paused momentarily. "There's no reason. Or does a monster need a reason to be his real self? I don't think so. I just enjoy watching humans live in pain and agony. That's how much I hate humans. Also, I wanted to make you my wife, but not anymore. I figured that humans are useless when it comes to appointing a Luna."

Candice raised her eyebrows at her son. "Tell what?" Candice asked and crossed her arms. "She's a human, Mom," Blaze confessed. "My mate is a human," he added and slumped on the couch. There was a long silence between them. Candice sat on the opposite couch in front of her son's. "That's a shocking revelation you got there, son," Candice said. She never knew it could be possible for a human to become mate with the werewolves but seeing her son right now, and the impossible becomes realizable.

It is when our wolf's hormones are sent into overdrive for male and female, so really any female unmated wolf in proximity to an unmated male wolf would be on each other faster than white on rice. Carter and I, due to having been born under the blue moon, have been fortunate to be spared such a feeling, but we do still feel a high lust drive during this time, and we are still men after all, so sometimes, the female wolves in our pack would come to us and we would satisfy ourselves and them. It was the way of our nature. I feel bad for our mate whenever we meet her, because she will have to put up with both of us. Women always threw themselves at us, even when we were in school. They were alw

He disappears into the washroom, and I bring the bottle down. For the couple of minutes he's gone, I scroll through movie titles, trying to determine what genre would work best. A romance movie seems too suggestive, but a comedy isn't serious enough. A horror movie will only make me more tense, so I switch to the trending category in hopes of a cross-genre mishmash movie that's perfectly balanced. I land on The Breakfast Club. It's funny, but not too ridiculous — romantic, but not overly so — and the retro feel can be quite cozy. Besides, I'm sure Harvey will watch whatever I want to put on.

“I will not be a whore for a motorcycle club or anyone else for that matter.” He finally slowed his laughter and grabbed her upper arms. “We aren’t like that. We don’t even have fluff bunnies around here. Most of us seem to be the one woman kind.” “Most of you?” Monster nodded. “I never found a woman that fit me well enough or made me feel the way you do.” Abrupt like, he crushed her lips under his own and his blood heated as he took her mouth. His heart began pounding in his chest as he lowered her enough to rub his cock against her core. He groaned when he felt how wet she was.