The Lycan King's Forbidden Human Mate
This one looked bored, flipping through a newspaper.
"Oh, come on, Ethan," Stephan drawled, leaning one arm on the counter, boxing me in. He sniffed the air near my neck, and I flinched away. "She smells like vanilla. My favorite treat."
My heart hammered against my ribs. "Can I help you?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.
"Just welcoming the new meat," Stephan grinned. His eyes flashed—for a second, I swore they glowed a bright, unnatural amber. "Where are you from, sweetheart?"
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