Woods and fresh air. The smell of my mate I followed the scent of him into the Beta's study room, why was he there was he talking to my brother? As I reached the door it opened and there stood my brother his forest green eyes staring into my brown ones, we both looked at each other in shock. "Lu-luke." I stuttered he...
Alpha Cross of the Macabre Pack was a ruthless killer. He was known for leaving pack after pack in a bloodbath with not a single survivor in sight. A cold blooded killer with no feelings of remorse, pity, or grief whatsoever, Alpha Cross is someone no woman could ever hope to love... But of course, like all werewolv...
Her mate rejected her. Can he worm his way back into her heart?