The Delta's Daughter - Book 1
My eyes were bugging out of my head; my feet falling to the floor as I leaned forward, scrubbing a hand down my face and back up through my hair.
“She is one of a kind, I’m sure you noticed her crown?”
I did, not at first when I took her against the wall, but when I had her writhing underneath me, I had seen the mark of a crown on her hip, and even traced it with my thumb as she rode me hard. Shit, just thinking about that had me getting hard.
But it was just a birthmark, wasn’t it?
Mrs. Langley, or Vivian, as she asked me to call her, explained Lamia didn’t run with the pack because they were trying to keep her wolf hidden.