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“We fail this, I don’t qualify for Selection come Harvest, so even if I have to carry your fucking ass across the finish line, bet that ass we are going to be in the top spot. So shut the pyre up and drink away whatever hangover your dumb ass got rather than assaulting someone else for their rod!” First time the Witch has ever looked like blight. I’m assuming her being here, in the state she’s in after yesterday’s blowout and Farm Boy missing, means he took off when she finally professed her undying love for him. You have to be blind, drunk, or dreaming not to get that he’s always been it for her. Another reason I let myself rut her—as a slight to the nauseatingly perfect and wholesome fuckh

I murmured to myself. The memory of seeing him with a naked Akira, so close to intimacy, flashed painfully through my mind. "Why does it hurt so much to see him with someone else?" I kept asking myself these questions, feeling confused and helpless, as no answers came to soothe my heart. My mind wandered to my mysterious lover, the one I should be thinking of instead of the Alpha, who’s tied to a girlfriend that’s nothing but a bully. It all began one unforgettable night, just after we returned from a party held for our pack warriors. The moment I stepped into my room, a strong hand pulled me close, pressing me against his chest while covering my mouth.

Their Alpha had been his father's greatest enemy; he had inherited that feud when he became King. They had kept out of each other's way so far, but if the witch aimed to do something big, this would be the way to do it. Alpha Ryker was nothing like Cain, and yet his ruthlessness almost matched. At least it used to match before Cain turned into a puppy because their mate had ripped their heart out of the chest. ‘Jax, we can’t find any tracks,’ Dylan said in the pack link. They wouldn’t. The wind was blowing from the direction of the Night Walker territory, bringing a hint of death and rotting wolf. Amber was either still in the field of making a home with his enemy.

I squeezed his hand a bit. “I wish I could do something about it,” I continued. “I hate doing this but I have to do it. And maybe you would be better off without me anyway. I’m a witch, you’re a werewolf. It was never going to work.” I looked at him and he locked eyes with me. He nodded softly.

So when Alpha Xander met with my father nearly a decade ago to propose his plan with my father, I immediately agreed. I had hoped that over time, Darius would grow to love me, as if I was his true mate. We all knew that Darius wouldn't openly agree to our plan unless he was made to believe that I was in fact his true mate. I was leery of Alpha Xander's plan at first, however, he had informed me that he had already thought of everything. Alpha Xander had even contacted a witch that supplied him with a potion to make Darius think that I was his true mate. It worked in the beginning, but for some reason, the effects of it had worn off.

Take care and keep reading and living out adventures, Love, Fiona. ******* A little sidenote, the next book that I will be completing is, THE REJECTED OMEGA IS THE LYCAN KING’S MATE. Then it will be, THE WEREWOLF SWITCH. These two stories will be merged together to create another story called, WHEN A WEREWOLF AND A LYCAN KISS. So stay tuned.

Victoria said, staring in awe. "When a witch runs her spirit through a powerful Alpha wolf, she gains strength too. The day Damien needed my help to protect Ariana from the white wolf, I had the chance to run my spirit through him, take his sperm for you, and to keep his trust, I did exactly as he asked," Analica explained. "You’re a snake," Victoria said, and they both laughed. "Good job, ladies. You’re both diabolical, but that’s what brought us this far. I like it," Alpha Leo said as Analica exited the cabin.

, Merlin studied Angeline's reaction carefully, hoping to find clues to her true motives. "He is a Lycan", Angeline argued, "They are our sworn enemy" "He is not the enemy and integration is part of survival" "You say that because he's your mate and you are blinded by your love for him" "I say it because it's true" Angeline stared hard at her, searching her face, Merlin thought, for evidence of deceit. She could see that she was having a hard time believing her but Merlin didn't blame her. The feud between the witches and werewolves had existed for as long as she could remember, and the uneasy truce had done very little to ease tensions between the two races.

I muttered, kicking the horse into a trot and ignoring the dark looks from Serik and Draeven as we passed through the archway and into the cold, damp forest. The ride to the Ironclaw border was long and silent, punctuated only by the rhythmic thud of hooves and the occasional snap of a branch, and I could feel the weight of every pair of eyes on my back as we moved through the trees. To the pack, their Alpha was riding to battle with a witch tucked against his chest, a sight that went against every tradition we held sacred, and I could hear Draeven whispering to the younger warriors about how the Morwen blood was already turning my mind into mush.

"But you see, the child never came to be. When LisaRay's father found out about the pregnancy, he dragged her to a white witch and demanded she perform a supernatural abortion. The witch refused because she said the child was destined to be mostly wolf, not vampire, which meant the baby would have been unique. Maybe even powerful. A bridge between our species. But Alpha Rampuss, her father, saw the child as an abomination. When the witch refused, he locked her in the dungeon and threatened to burn her alive." Miranda covered her mouth. "That's horrible." "And it gets worse," Lazarus said, though his tone softened like he genuinely hated continuing the story. "Alpha Rampuss forced his daughte