❝I think he is attracted to her. Look at this beauty. Which man wouldn't want to keep her for himself? After all, ruling alone for such a long time he must be in search of a queen.❞ He's said to be the first creation of the moon goddess. The lone wolf, Arles. The king of all wolves. An immortal. A god. They say he ruled ruthlessly. He had the power to change the inescapable destiny of man itself. She was a mortal. A troublemaker. She didn't know what she was getting into when she crossed him. ... the end chapters are available on Inkitt for free. the link is in my bio. I don't own the picture used in the cover.

In a world of monsters and gods, the Lupus Deus is the one being no one wants among them, especially not the gods that wronged him. Vivian Grey is as average as any werewolf comes, or at least that's what she believes growing up until she is confronted with the fact that her mate is the monster she heard stories about growing up. It doesn't take her long to realize that he is as cruel as whispered, as unfeeling as he is complex, and far more monstrous than believed. When push comes to shove she'll have to learn to navigate her own strength or risk being drowned in his. As a war between her mate and the gods that made him take place, love, might just easily become a double-edged sword. PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Link: https://www.amazon.com/Lupus-Deus-Werewolf-Sophia-Moore/dp/1644341271/ref=nodl_

[MATURE CONTENT] His hands trailed lightly across my skin, tender and somewhat cautious. He gave me opportunity to pull away and refuse what he was silently promising with his inferno touches. God, if only he knew the last thing I would do would be to refuse him. "Amara," his tongue seemed to tease my name as it rolled off it, kneading and toying with each syllable. "Do you realise the strain I have to put myself under to be able to look at you without just fucking you senseless on this desk?" My throat was hoarse. I looked at the desk in question, likely in part disbelief and part desire. "But what if someone comes in?" He smirked in amusement, thumb running over my thin blouse. My body reacted immediately: nipple hardening under his touch. He looked down at me, eyes smothered in lust. "Then they'll see what it means for a woman to experience proper, all-consuming, mind-numbing pleasure."