Latent: [A Werewolf Romance]
Emory Maymy daughter, alpha's pupalpha's unvalued daughteran heir for the alpha; winning her love againthe alpha claiming his enemy's daughter
"You are a maze. Feisty one second, bashful the next. You will be the death of me, Hilda."
A traitorous shiver ran down my spine. My nose was filled with the scent of him, my body racking with hot sensations. Feeling his l*ngth beside my thigh, I looked down, gaze widening at the sight of it. Long, thick and hard. Veins rode the length of his pulsing c*ck, and, if possible, under my gaze it seemed to grow bigger.