Highest in Werewolf: #2 "Selene, my daughter, please hear us out. I know we don't deserve it, but your sister is pregnant and-" I held up my hand to stop the man named Benicio Dixon from speaking. Surely they didn't call me here just so they can dump all their personal problems onto me or dig up the past. If that was the case, they're quite foolish. I'm not interested in the slightest. Shifting my attention from my father to the woman he stood behind, my gaze narrowed on the small but visible bump under her sundress. Hestia Anne Dixon. My younger sister. The Luna of my old pack and the woman my mate chose over me. She was pregnant. I turned to the male sitting beside her in the Alpha's seat. Guilt and regret crossing his striking features when he refused to meet me in the eye. "If the reason you called me here is because of this nonsense" I gestured between my sister and mate, "Then it would appear I wasted my time. With all due respect, Beta Dixon, I am an Alpha. I have many and much more important things to do than discuss petty mate bonds. If It wasn't obvious enough, I'll make myself clear-" I stood up, not caring for the gazes burning into my skin. "Whether or not she has this pup has nothing to do with me. Luna Walker's mate has nothing to do with me. In fact, none of you have anything to do with me outside of pack business. If you're worried about my interference-- don't. I won't say nor do anything. To put it simply, I don't want him. I didn't want him for the past four years since he rejected me and you all left me to die. Rest assured that seeing him again won't change anything. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to attend to." I held my head high, walking off with my Beta trailing behind me. Just as I reached the door, it abruptly pulled open and I came face to face with the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my life. Dark, crystal grey eyes bore into me and I found myself go still. Alpha Raizel Locksworth. The Bloodlust Alpha.

"Ezekiel...." I whispered softly into his ear, my crimson lips tugging into a sly smirk as I felt his body shake grow stiff against mine. My finger trailed softly against his arm, goosebumps raising along the path I traveled. "Stop." He whispered, I noticed how utterly breathless he had become. Causing the smirk that tugged at my lips to expand into a sinister smile. My fingers left his arm, lifting my fingers in the air I delicately grasp his chin, as if I squeezed too hard he'd crumple to dust beneath my fingers. "Why do you want me to stop, Zeke?" I questioned, my eyes feigning fake innocence as I awaited his answer. His eyes searched mine, and I felt my own proud look faltering as I undoubtably started to melt looking into his pools of Amber. "Because..." he started, his lip being tugged into his mouth by his white teeth. "Because...?" I assisted, as I got as close to him as physically possible. His eyes hardened, glaring into my soulless ones. "It feels, Sinful."

*Completed* *Unedited* With every step he took towards me, I took one back until I hit the edge of his bed. A deep growl rumbled from his throat and I tried to make myself smaller in hopes that he would leave me alone. Being a human, I stood no chance against this beast in front of me. He would tear me apart. His muscles rippled with ease from underneath his shirt; his stance towered over me; his eyes colored with darkness; and I knew he was struggling to keep his wolf contained. "Kitten, don't act all scared. This is what you wanted, isn't it? You've always fantasized about what it would be like to be with a beast like me." His hand approached me slowly and then brushed my hip. I gasped. His teeth grazed my neck and I unconsciously leaned my head away, so he could have more room. "Answer me!" he growled. My chest furiously moved up and down as I tried to calm myself. I shook my head. "Well, Kitten, you're MINE. Whether you like it or not." From a very young age, Mae has been told by her father to stay away from werewolves. They were too rough, too dangerous for humans, but she always had a fascination with them. Damon was the Alpha of the Night Bane pack and he was exactly what Mae's father told her he would be - rough and dangerous. *Not my cover art @ Jojoesart

This is the unedited version Amara Dawson grew up in the Red Moon pack. It's the only pack she knew and despite being their female Beta, she never felt at home. When her life crumbles in front of her, she runs the first chance she gets and ends up at the border of Alpha Roman's pack. Finally being free of the chains that bound her, she quickly embraces the person she has always wanted to be. Alpha Roman has lived a life of success; feared by his enemies but loved by his pack, he's the strongest alpha in his part of the world. Being 26 and not yet having found his mate, he wonders if his dark soul was always meant to be alone, shunned by the Moon Goddess due to a part of him he never asked for. Yet when the seemingly carefree Amara shows up at his border he's entranced by her. His soul calls out to her, but when her soul answers back he knows there a lot more to the little she-wolf, more than she herself knows.