"Don't lie, Emilia," He quickly replied as I crossed my arms over my chest to hide my wet sequined dress from his judgment. Alexei did not stop talking there though. He closed the space between us gradually and started with a smirk, "Remember, sweetheart, we are mates. I know when you are lying." "Don't remind me," I said as I took a step backwards from Alexei, feeling myself losing control just looking at his amazing bone structure. 'Seriously? How can someone's face be so perfect?' I internally groaned as Alexei inched his way closer so there was nothing separating his chest from my face. I was at eye-level with his massive pecs and I could feel his abs taunting me through his suit. Smugly, Alexei looked down and watched the effect he had on me. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Emilia has always been told to hide her powers from the werewolf world around her, but when she meets her mate, she let him connect the pieces of the puzzle that is her life. Everything Emilia knows gets even more jumbled through the course of learning and accepting a deep, dark secret her parents have kept all these years. Alexei was destined to be only Emilia's, but who else should have been there for her all along? The first two chapters contain snippets of Emilia and Alexei's thoughts. Chapter three and on will only contain the thoughts of one person throughout each chapter. © 2016-17. All rights reserved.

Highest Rank: #1 Werewolf MATURE CONTENT DONT READ IF YOU CANT HANDLE SEX SCENES Suddenly I was thrown onto the bed "All Mine!" Colton growled "Your beautiful curves and your beautiful face is all ..MINE" Colton moaned I arched my back and moaned at the heat that Colton was spreading throughout my body with just one touch. Suddenly he cupped my kitty whilst his breath fanned my ear. "This is my baby girl, Stella shes only for me and no one else. I am a man of my word Stella, and I do not like to share" Instead of words, only a series of whimpers manage to escape from my lips. Without warning Colton slid down my body until he was level with the place between my legs. I prepare myself for his next move but I find myself surprised when he begins.......talking to ....my kitty? "You missed me baby girl didn't you, it's okay papi missed you too." he cooed All I could do was just lay there and watch in awe as he spoke to one of my intimate body parts as if it was its own person. "you want me to eat you out baby girl, I can do that" he growled Not even a second later I watch as Colton dives his face between my legs and my back arches as his tongue attacks. DISCLAIMER: • I am not a perfect writer, so there will be some mistakes that I still need to edit. • Do not repost MY WORK without my permission first. • This is a fast paced romance novel, so do not comment anything about how fast it is going

A beat of a second passed before he slowly pulled away from me, the suffocating heat withdrawing with him as he straightened up. My eyes lifted to meet his as he released his hold on my knife, and I flicked my wrist, flipping it with ease so my hands closed around its smooth, still-warm handle. The room was silent. The ten other men seated on the couch didn't bother trying to hide the shock on their faces that a hunter had just agreed to a deal with their Alpha. I totally felt the same way, even if I was that dumb motherfucker. They seemed to be imagining what horrible, unthinkable threats he could have whispered into my ear to make me cave, but to think my resolve had dissolved with just four unexpected words from his mouth. Sometimes, I wondered if I even had a brain. "So," I said now, holding back a sigh as I looked up into those steely, unreadable eyes, "If I'm going to work with you, I'll need a name to call you by. Unless you prefer to be referred to as moody dick?" Silence followed my words. "What, don't you guys know Moby Dick?" I asked no one in particular, and ten pairs of eyes exchanged glances that further questioned my sanity. The last pair of eyes held mine steady. The ring of gold in them seemed to burn like a flickering candlelight against the night of the sea. "Heath," he said, and I could finally place his accent as the name curled and settled in my ears like a cat by the fireplace. I smiled. "Well, cool." I put my hand out between us, the one holding the knife, the silver-pointed tip facing him as I offered him a handshake. "Nice to meet you moody dick, I'm Alessandra."