Dried and Dying Roses (BWWM)

He reminded her of a tiger- no a lion- always ready to pounce, never thinking once about their prey. Once upon a time, she was that prey. He hated her. He stalked her. He wanted her. She wanted him. They wanted each other. She was the gazelle, the wounded zebra the herd left behind. In other words, there was no way...

Mates With the Devil ✔

HIGHEST RANK - #44 in werewolf (8th Nov 2016) "I don't think you understand. I own you; you are mine." He growled in her ear. "I-I rejected you." She whimpered and he chuckled darkly in her ear. "Poor Candy. Didn't you realise... you can't reject the blood alpha..." She felt his warm breath on her ear, "...and you...