The Predator's Fiancée Novels & Stories

He sneered. Chanel nodded in agreement. “He…he is , We’ve been keeping things on the low.”I snapped. Monroe let out a forced laugh “Fiance? Him? Bullshit. You expect us to believe this tiny nobody landed someone like…” “You got a problem with my fiancée?” The word “fiancée” from the stranger's mouth made my skin tingle. My pulse calmed down,I lifted my head up to look at him, jaws tightened, his eyes were fixed on Monroe.

And then he appears head poking out of the bathroom, toothbrush between his teeth, that same crooked smile I once adored. “Coming! What’s up, Cassandra ” His words die when his gaze locks on me. His face drains of color. “Yasmine? Baby? What are you....” “Don’t you dare,” I snap, my voice trembling with fury. Cassie swivels to him. “Wait. Who the hell is she?” “She’s...” “I’m his fiancee,” I cut in, my eyes burning. “Or I was. Apparently, he forgot to mention that part while screwing you.”

Before I could process this unexpected intensity, he pushed open the door to the private dining room, where an elegant woman with Damien's striking bone structure and penetrating gaze waited, her frail frame belying the strength in her eyes. Sophia Salvatore looked up, her gaze immediately finding the ring on my finger. Her expression revealed nothing as she assessed the woman claiming to be her son's future wife. "Mother." Damien said, his voice warmer than I ever heard it before. "This is Angelina Winters. My fiancée." Sophia's eyes met mine, searching, probing, as if she could extract the truth through sheer force of will. "So," she said finally, her accented voice soft but clear, "you're

But the thought of going back into that world made my stomach turn. "I can't, Ren," I said, my voice trembling. "I saw the news. I know about the heir. I refuse to be the 'other woman' in a pack full of predators. I won't spend my life hiding in a city penthouse while he plays family with a mistress and a child in the North. I deserve more than that." Before Ren could respond, the front door of the house creaked open. Diane stepped out onto the porch, wearing a silk robe and a predatory smile. She had spotted the expensive car and the handsome stranger from the window.

Her wolf form was large and proud, her fur thick and shimmering in the sunlight. It was a white so bright that it banished all doubt. Freda was Her. Kael’s fiancée, the woman he’d rejected Nadia for, the only person his father would allow him to be with. The woman he’d been waiting for all his life. The fulfilment of his destiny. Standing in front of Kael was the lost Lycan Princess.

Pathetic. She studied him —slick hair, hollow eyes, charming as a snake. He fit right in with her family. Another predator, but simpler than her father. He is shallow and has his thoughts plainly written on his face. "I’m sorry," Sienna said, her words cool and sharp, "but I don’t remember agreeing to be your girlfriend, much less your fiancée." Zhang didn’t so much as blink. If anything, her cold attitude just seemed to thrill him. “Well, now you know,” he said, stepping in even closer. The smell of pricey cologne mixed with something sour hit Sienna, and her stomach twisted.

He stood tall, clenching his fists and stopping only a couple of inches from Hunter’s face. “Wha—” Hunter started. He was a few inches taller than Adrian, but he looked smaller right now. Adrian’s fury was giving him extra stature. “How can you treat your wife this way?” Adrian said in a harsh whisper. “Keep your voice down,” Hunter shot back, glancing around him. “No one’s here. So few people know the truth. But I’m tired of watching what you’re doing to her. If you have a new fated mate, just let Kara go. She can’t go on like this.”

Ethan Carter flung Yvette Jenkins's bra in my face before slamming the door shut behind him. The flimsy door did little to muffle Yvette's moans. The sting on my face lingered. A fellow hiker, with a sneer, gave me a once-over and quipped, "Never pegged Mr. White as the sharing type, giving away his fiancée's first time like that. "Maybe you'll let us have a go, too..."

A few hours ago, she showed me her new dress on FaceTime. Damn, even though I got a hard-on from her appearance, I felt so helpless. Dozens of eyes would be on my mate, maybe a few would try to hit on her. She looked stunning, her neck exposed for anyone to assume she was available. And this is what I hate the most, perhaps I should have marked her before I left. Then the jealousy would be much less and my seal would be visible to all. I must bring this journey to an end soon. Prey, the wolf, insisted on going on to meet her brother and dad. He wants this to be over so he can be with his mate. He longs for Meg's wolf, Marty.

The woman’s eyes, a pretty shade of green raked over Liz with unmistakable disgust. “So it’s true,” she spat. “Phoenix actually brought home a pet.” She could hardly believe it when she heard whispers about it. Selena Beriosova has been engaged to Phoenix since they were terns. She knew him. Phoenix did not like humans, he barely tolerated them. And suddenly he was bidding millions just to buy a woman? Selena had hurried back from Milan immediately, she wanted to see with her own eyes if the rumors were true