Seven Days Bl Novels & Stories

“Never,’ I spat with disdain, filled with outrage. My wolf just ignored me and was just excited and singing happily, not caring if I was cheerful about it or not. She knows how I hate fated mates. “Thinking of refusing about the seven of us, shit, you can’t and it will take me nothing to suck the life out of you and leave you for dead.’ The seven of them? How ridiculous! What? “Oh, you haven’t perceived the other’s scent here,’ I looked around. There were only six. Well, their pheromones say there are seven of them. Where is the remaining one? I don’t give a damn. Seven mates. This was too much, not one mate, but seven. What am I, a robot or some sort of sex machine to them?

His knowledge that I'd already made up my mind. Seven days. Three lives hanging in the balance. And me planning to walk straight into Draven's trap. What could possibly go wrong?

I felt a strange chill envelop me at this moment. "What's wrong, Seven? We were supposed to have dinner. What happened here?" I asked, reaching out to turn off the tap that was running. It didn't stop me from noticing how fast Seven frowned. I have never seen him frown before. He always smiled. At least, for me. "Are you deaf? I said, take off your clothes!" he roared. I flinched. What's going on? Why is Seven acting strange? Tonight of all nights!