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Then, in a voice that sends shivers down my spine, he whispers, “Don’t ever leave me.” My heart twists. “I won’t,” I vow. “Never.” “Swear it.” “I swear,” I say, pressing his hand to my lips. “I’m not going anywhere, Luciano. Not now, not ever.” Something flickers in his eyes—pain, relief, love, maybe all at once. He exhales slowly, his body relaxing against the pillows. And in that moment, I realize something important. He’s always been the one demanding loyalty, obedience, devotion. But now, in his weakness, he’s asking. Pleading. Not as my captor. Not as my master. But as my man.

I groaned loudly refusing to scream out as I stumbled a bit. She was about to rush to where I was when I furiously looked at her. "Don't!" I spat loudly. She stood in her tracks and watched as I forced myself to stand upright and slowly walk upstairs. "We will breed her Hunter, you want it or not." Were the last words I heard from Zver before walking into my bedroom. Female Tasmanians were stronger than most beings, that's why they handled the breeding process well. But the lady downstairs was human and her kind was very fragile.

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she weeps and I quickly engulf her tightly. "I don't know what to say to you but I know that you will always find a way around and who said that you will have to be the weak one in this game. Who said that you cannot tame him, you have it in you, you just have to grab it and tame that raging beast" "But how do I tame him?"

Anika was thrilled until she laid eyes upon the tour guide instead. Damien Laskaris, the fourth strongest warrior in Shadow Pack, did not want to be a warrior, instead he was a storyteller and a tour guide in the small town of Paphos. He wanted nothing out of life until he met his client who took his breath away from the moment they met. Will Damien fight for her love or will he ket her go like anything else in his life? 📌Omega's Onslaught An attack, a rejection, a reclaim

He is very good in the face to face combat. There’s November Maximilian, no one knows how powerful she is now but she killed every wolf sent to her by Nicole and she kills brutally. But Aidan is the second strongest and most powerful Luna Puer wolf, sadly he sides with Nicole who shares blood with November. Together is destructive too.

"Hey wait up” I yell at my best friend Annabelle Haul. She’s a tall 5’9” beauty. She has long red hair that stops just below her bottom. She perfect in every way and she isn’t afraid to show anyone what they get when they mess with her or me for that matter. Who am I?!? My name is Tiffany Tow I’m the daughter to Calvin Tow the bata of Blue Moon Pack. I’m an omega or at least that’s what my wolf and I want everyone to think. You see I’m a very special she-wolf but we will get to that later.

I questioned unbelievably, feeling irritated looking at him. “It's a BDSM plot,” We heard a disembodied voice and our faces snapped towards the direction of where that crazy response came from, and it was Aiden's chic, leaning her side on the door frame. Her arms were folded on her chest and she had this mischievous grin that made her gray eyes glimmer. “Oh!” That was all I could mutter, honestly, I didn't even know what to say, I don't even know why I'm so calm about this issue when I'm supposed to be tearing them apart, especially Aiden.

Trying my best to keep my cool, I asked calmly: “Can we know what is wrong Alpha Caspian? You aren't behaving as the mature one either by throwing all these insults," He closed his eyes, rubbing his temple gently, he opened them and I could see the other dark side of him I hadn't seen before. Those eyes had something dark in them as if it was black magic and he was being controlled then it disappeared and he spoke; ”Well Tamsyn. I am talking of the fact that you chased away my warriors and other rogues took that as an opportunity to enter my pack. I have seven injured pack members due to your stupidity and immature act,"

"Tack just doesn't get on well with other people." "But he's only like that to me." "And that amazes you?" She looked up from her papers. “He's a loner and you invade his area. Call it territorial behavior if you like. Additionally, he is against women being Venators simply because our death rate is much higher than that of men. Where the man can get further with raw physical strength, we have to be cunning and unfortunately he has to learn that even the best Venators can lose the fight despite all the lists. "