Werewolves long for the day they meet their mates. For Zane and Alessandra that's not the case. Zane is in love with Alessandra's sister and Alessandra isn't looking for love. Can these stubborn wolves resist the mate bond?
They might deny the bond...
"Find someone who shares your definition of love." - Mark Anthony
Italy 1468
LORENZO MORETTI
I am bored out of my mind. The only thing one my mind is my beauty, Rosanna. Unfortunately, I am stuck listening to these mindless men ramble on and on about what is wrong with the pack. We are the strongest pack in Europe, so if you ask me everything seems to be right. They just think because I am young I do not know what I am doing.
I brought this pack up from nothing. My father had left the pack in ruins by the time I became alpha. Who was to blame him? He had lost his only will to live, my mother. I wasn't enough for him to be happy.
"Alpha, the Florentine Signoria has agreed to-"
I cut him off with a shush. Using my wolf hearing, I try to listen in on what I heard a few seconds ago.
It can't be.
But I would recognize those moans anywhere. My anger must be displayed on my face because every man in the room is suddenly looking at anything but me. With a growl, I stand up and nearly rip the door off on my quest to get to my beauty. I don't know who but someone is going to be murdered tonight, and I'm going to enjoy it.
Let me out!
My wolf nearly takes control of me but I use my wolf speed to get to Rosanna's room faster. This time I do rip the door off. The sight that greets me is my mate kissing the neck of a man as she grinds her hips against him, pushing herself up and down as he fills her. His hands are up her dress as his mouth suckles on her breast. She's straddling him and I know she can feel my presence because she starts grinding harder on him. She looks over her shoulder and gives me a wicked smile.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Goddess I'm going to kill this man. In a second I'm ripping her off of him. I grab the man she was on by his throat and hold him up in the air. His face turns to a shade of red before it morphs into blue.
"Lorenzo stop! He's innocent!" Rosanna yells at me. She sounds as if she might cry any second. I only smirk in return. How could she expect me to let him live? Everyone knows she's mine but clearly, it's not obvious enough. She would hate me for pissing on her but it would get the point across. Oh well, this will do.
I look at the man in my hand as the life slowly starts to leave his eyes. I pity him, I do. Who can resist Rosanna? There is a reason I call her beauty. Unfortunately for him, that's not enough to spare him. He has had the gift of her touch and for that, he must die. The last guy certainly paid for it.
I drop his body on the ground and mind link one of my guards to retrieve his body. His corpse will be displayed for everyone to see so they know the repercussions for touching my mate. And just to drive the point home I plan on fucking her thoroughly in this very room which currently has no door. Everyone will soon hear who she truly belongs to.
