Shewolf

Shewolf

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She felt drawn to him. His six-foot frame towered over her meager five foot nine inches. His brown eyes captured hers and held them there. The pools of brown reflecting the moonlight. His curly hair was messy, no doubt due to the woman that had been tugging at his silky locks. She examined his every feature, from his high cheekbones to his pink lips all the way down to his build which she didn't despise. Her wolf felt close to this man, though she was still unsure of whether to trust him. This may have been a trap for all she knew. She could have been drugged and these senses were merely an illusion. As he stalked closer to her, eyes filled with heat she stared right back. She was not going to wither under his eyes no matter how uncomfortable the desire they held had her. As he moved closer to the light, Adira recognized how attractive he truly was forgetting all about the shewolf he had been entertaining. Then he spoke the one word she dreaded, "Mate."
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CAUTION CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. "Say it, Allison," he said, his voice low as he trapped me against the rough wall. A shiver ran down my spine, his voice pulling at me, the power in it making me want to do anything he asked. I shook my head, afraid my voice might betray me. His teeth lightly grazed my neck causing a sigh to get past my lips. I could feel him smile against my skin. He knew he was going to get what he wanted one way or another. I tried to slip away, but he grabbed my wrists, pinning them down tightly. He pressed his hard body against me. I was aware of every inch of him that was touching me. "Don't think you can just leave. We're not done yet." My stomach tightened at his words, the desire inside burning for him. My damn body at war with my mind yet again. He slid his hand up to the edge of my shorts, slowly working it's way up as his mouth trailed small nips from my neck to my collar bone and lower, stopping only when he reached the fabric. I could feel my resolve weakening as his hand reached its destination. "Say it," he demanded. I moaned, my head tipping back as he moved expertly. I wanted to say it then, I really did. But if I said the words, there was no going back. ***************** Allison Cole has just turned seventeen. Most girls would be excited, but she doesn't see it as anything special. She can now find her mate, wherever he is. But she doesn't put much stock in mates or true love. How could something like that be predetermined? Things only go from bad to worse when on that very day she discovers who her mate actually is. Will Allison be able to overcome her bleak thoughts about mates and accept hers? Or is the man bad enough to make her run away? Caught between her body, her mind, and what's best for her pack. Allison must make her decision. Is it worth it?

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