Crave

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 He was said to be powerful, the most powerful of them all. A king of kings- a dark king.

Complete control.

He needed it- thrived on it. He was power, he was dark, and he was beautiful. They say he was a descendant of the first wolves- of shapeshifters so fierce they could kill with barely a glance. He was respected, revered.

Feared.

The King of the North.

And we were the idiots sneaking into his territory.

*Not your typical werewolf book*

*This book has no sexually mature scenes and is PG-13*

*This book has nothing to do with The Game of Thrones, and is not a fanfic of any kind*

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