Book 1 in The Royal Moon series - Arrogant, rude, and violent, sums up all the characteristics of King Alexander Black. One nite out, drunk and wolf-less changes her life, forever.
The Ripper King meats a broken she-wolf and two worlds collid...
"You can choose courage, or you can choose comfort, but you cannot choose both." Brené Brown
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Red.
Hot.
Pain.
That's all I could think, standing here. Chaos was not even the word I could use, everyone was going on like a bunch of rabies-infected dogs, surrounded by fire.
Wait...
There actually is a fire though...
Shit,
'Will you get your fucken head out of your ass, and focus!' Ella snapped within me.
Great, as if I have time for her, now.
'I heard that.'
"Oh, uh... Sorry." I said back.
The realization hit me hard, in the face to be exact. My legs were burning like hell, and I had no idea how to stop this.
"You're not burning, you idiot. What your feeling, is what Alexander is feeling." Ella growled at me.
Wow... someone is in a mood today.
I on the other hand felt calm and collected, almost, like this is all normal, to me.
"Hey, earth to idiot! Will you please focus, or do you want our mate to die here!" She growled again.
I snapped out of my little game of thrones moment and took a closer look at Alexander.
He looked like he lost all control of his mind, he was trying to get to Dale, which had a ring of fire around his neck, choking him.
I could not focus, all I saw was red, bright, red flames, pulling me into its grip. The warm, power of the fire spoke to the very core of my soul, the avalanche of flames danced around me, pulling me into its dance of danger.
I felt like a spell was put on me, nothing makes sense and here I am, standing in the middle, of a burning, circle of hell.
The pull was something that I have never felt before, I knew, I needed to help Alexander. The only way now is to figure this shit out.
