A modern-day love story, or should I say lust story.

"Will you stop being a brainless jealous jerk for once Xander?" I exclaimed to him. His nostrils flared with anger and the intensity with which he was looking at me was doing something within me, I felt bothered. "I'm not jealous. Why would I be?" He spat angrily but with no eye contact. "So, you're not?" I challenged him. "Nope." He said with seriousness but I know him well. "Then don't you come barging through the door interrupting my date and ruining it. I have my own life to live which doesn't involve you." I said the exact same words he said to me earlier. "Fine. I won't ever try to meddle anymore." He said and then started to make his way towards the door. But I know him well, I am his mate after all. I know what he feels. He is broken inside and out. He wants me to push away just because he thinks that I being near him destroys me. I made my way towards him before he could turn the knob of the door of my bedroom to leave. I jerked him towards me with force. And I did the next impossible thing I'd ever do. I kissed him. He didn't respond to me and tried to pushed me away. But his attempt was futile. I pulled back to kiss him hard again. I pressed myself to him, to feel the warmth of him. My hands were in his hair desperately trying to make him react. And I succeeded in my attempt. His hands which we were on his sides wrapped around my waist and brought me impossibly closer to him. ... Xander King is ruthless, cold, possessive and a feral werewolf with the darkest soul. Shailene Wolfe was sweet, caring and a loving wolf. But she wasn't one to be considered weak. She knows how to fight for her right and others as well. She was never a quitter. Xander always wanted to have a mate but he knew he wouldn't jeopardise her life by mating her. He has hungry wolves waiting to seek revenge from him and his position. After all he isn't just a King by mere surname. He is the Alpha King. So what happens when he is mated to Shailene Wolfe? Read to find out.

"Your mine now." I felt his cold breathe mumble against my neck. I didn't feel his presence anymore so I opened my eyes but only to see his green piercing eyes right in front of me. I watched as his tounge went over his thangs. And at the moment I realized that, I was his. This is my first story I am writing, so please take it easy on me if some grammer is wrong