I felt hot breath on the back of my neck. “Look at me,” he growled, he was behind me, only a few inches away I could feel his body heat radiating against my bare back. “Looking into a werewolves eyes is disrespectful,” I said quoting directly out of the book of obedience. His hands slid slowly around my bare waist, re...
****** Deep in the woods, where even the strongest of men feared to enter, lies a pack built upon the omission of a history that started it all. There she lived, naive and hopeful. Her saccharrine smile and gray eyes, a beacon of hatred as she was shunned by her own people. Lyra, a she-wolf of beauty and innocence ha...