Too Human To Be His
Anna Potapenko he stares into my eyes deeplystanding there menacingly
Wayland growled, inhaling deeply, then yanked off his jacket and tossed it aside somewhere as his burning gaze devoured me.
I immediately shot up like a startled doll. Lying on a bed, especially in this state, in front of this beast — was a dangerous game.
But it felt good, whispered my inner voice at the worst possible time, making my cheeks burn with heat.
"Is it that little musician?" the Alpha demanded, his voice a thunderous growl, clearly struggling to keep himself in check.
"My mark is on you! You're already my wife!" the brunette snarled, and I nearly choked on outrage at hearing such a ridiculous claim.
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