The Rogue Vaewolf
Christine Black adored by my ruthless alpharejected by alpha, mated to his alpha king unclerejected by the alpha, claimed by the lycan kingi'm the alpha white wolf
Refusing to blink, I raised my black brow and the corner of my mouth at him for not faltering as well.
“Challenge accepted,” I thought, but then thought bitterly, “I will never submit to him being my mate.”
Unfortunately, I knew that would bite me in the ass when my mate's heat would start. Simply despicable.
“Can you walk, or do I need to carry you, Kiara? It's you, isn't it? Kiara Robertson, right?”
Eyeing him warily, I asked if I could put clothes on, and his eyes lingered over my body.