I couldn't let the mutts have their way anymore.
It had to stop.
Whatever it was called, the soulmate bond, or some made up shit like that really made my blood boil to the point that I was seeing red.
They had no right to take her away from me. Aurora was mine to begin with, way before any of this started and I'll be damned if Damon gets to her before I do.
But it wouldn't be easy.
Star Island was a damned fortress for sure, with guards posted at the city lines, Alpha Drayton's watchful eyes on the entire state and now Damon is there training a batch of newly instated pups, destined for one of the southern packs that line the border.
It would be an absolute shit show for sure.
But for her, it would be nothing short of a minor annoyance.
They told me it would be a dead mission, a lemon, a lost cause. Sane, healthy people do not go after potentially mated females. Especially ones that have been claimed by an alpha, at the very least.
But who said anything about me being Sane?
The love we share, the love that is between Aurora and I is real.
More real than a fucking bond will ever be.
And when I finally have her in my arms, when she's finally safe, that will be the day I'll kill him.
Damon will be dead.
And the bastard won't even see it coming.
I just had to be patient.
Wow, lets delve into the mind of a seriously fudged dude. Or at least scrape the surface. More to come y'all.
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The Alpha Is My Only Hope
WerewolfAurora Blake's life is far from normal. After being chased from her home by a crazed stalker hell bent on making her life a living hell, Aurora seeks refuge in the exclusive, yet uptight Star Island hoping to finally have a reprieve. But drama, new...