Isabella POV:
Saturday afternoon. Cold winters day. You know what that means; jeans, leather jacket and boots weather.
It also means it's shopping day...woo! Except for the fact that my mum forced me to go to the supermarket to buy some importance essentials. So that explains why I'm here and how I got kidnapped.
And why I spent the next few years of my life trapped with a psychotic idiot that claims that I'm "his".
I'll get out some day and that's a promise.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Alphas Toy
WerewolfAn alpha story. Human mate for an alpha figure. How does that turn out and would Isabella ever submit? Or will her submission be coerced? ___________________________________ I reached the end of the terrace and realised that I had to jump to the nex...
