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After I'd finished showering, I emerged from the bathroom, a load of hot steam escaping into the room. I went in search of what to wear for breakfast, the young omega steadfastly at my heels. She began pelting me with rapid questions. "How did you do that? I had no idea some werewolves had telekinetic abilities. Why had the Alpha been chasing after you? Are you a hybrid? Half fey? You know, I think you might be because you're really pretty. Do you kn..."

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"Didn't know saying cute is already a form of insult. Since when did they change the meaning, hmm?" I rolled my eyes again. I was about to leave the bed when my head started spinning again. I groaned and laid down again then Roam placed the ice pack back on my forehead. "Don't force yourself." He placed his hand on my head and gave me a massage, his eyes still on the book he was reading. When I realized he was reading a werewolf romance book called, "Beauty and The Alpha", my brows furrowed and I gave him a weird look. "Seriously?"

She looked like a goddess, and she knew it. Lola, Jemma, and Alec were already down by the water, shrieking every time the waves caught their ankles. Thorne squealed, trying to leap from my arms to join the chaos. “Not yet, buddy,” I laughed, adjusting him on my hip. That’s when I saw him. Roman. Walking down the boardwalk in swim trunks, a beach bag over one shoulder, and his mate. A tall, beautiful werewolf named Tessa holding his hand. She handed him sunscreen to rub on her back, and he did it immediately, without complaint.

He found it hilarious that I was into werewolf romance novels. “So you have a thing for hot werewolf alphas?” He chuckled. “You know some of those stories are stupid, don’t you? Especially that one. What’s it called? Yeah, The Alpha’s Destiny. Werewolves don’t have powers nor do they live until they’re ten thousand. That author must be on some crack.” He shook his head. “Well, it’s better than the zombie comics you have stashed under your bed,” I retorted. “If you don’t stop making fun of my reading materials, I will show Valko your nerd stash,” I warned.

With anticipation racing through her, she leaned in closer to him and placed a soft kiss on his lips. Edmond responded eagerly, his arms wrapping around her waist as he deepened the kiss. Anna felt a surge of desire course through her, and she knew that she wanted him more than anything. It was a moment of pure bliss. As they kissed, Anna felt a connection to Edmond that she had never felt before. She felt like she belonged with him, in his world of werewolves and danger. They sat on the couch together, Edmond's fur brushing against Anna's skin. She couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement as she looked into his eyes, which seemed to glow in the moonlight.

Also, I intend to work on my consistency of giving updates which I unfortunately lacked during this writing experience. You have been very patient, understanding, and kind to me, and for that, I am most grateful. Thank you Ms_kay for your lovely comments that usually encourage me to write the next chapter. Thank you Playing_with_fire, I almost stopped writing this book at a time but for your lovely comments. I have so many people to thank but the list will be endless, so I say Thank You All. I am rounding up another book with about 200 chapters. It is a werewolf and vampire romance, kind of enemies to lovers. If you are interested, you can find it here under the title “Mated To The King Of D

Rumpled- Book 1 of The Steamy Fairytale Collection Eighteen years ago, when Rian, the greatest elf lender, was banished for asking for his payment—the young princess promised to him, he sought shelter in an old, dank castle. Filled with hate and resentment, his heart darkened with malice. But when a simple maiden, Ciara, asks for a warm bed and a hot meal, his once dark heart and other unmentionables twitch in desire once he realizes that she is his promised princess. As punishment for the kingdom’s ostracizing, Rian imprisons her, his only drive, to satisfy Ciara beyond her imaginations till she desires him… in return.

We were predator and prey, locked in a dance that was as old as the moon itself Our bodies moved in a sensual ballet, each touch and caress speaking of the passion that simmered just beneath the surface. Alex's hands slid over my curves, his fingers tracing the lines of my body with a possessive hunger that made me ache for more. I could feel the werewolf in him, the beast that longed to claim me fully, to make me his in every sense of the word.

The wet slap of his hips against mine echoed in the chamber, mingling with my gasps and her soft hums of encouragement. “Feel him,” Elowen whispered between pulls, her lips brushing my skin. “Take every inch for your Alpha.” Thorne growled low in his throat, his scarred chest heaving as he drove harder, faster, his balls slapping against my ass with each punishing thrust. Sweat slicked his muscles, dripping onto my thighs as he claimed me like a beast in rut. The friction built unbearably, my pussy clenching around him, milking his cock as the pressure coiled tighter. Elowen's relentless mouth on my breast pushed me over the edge her sharp bite on my nipple syncing with one particularly sava