Endangered Mate (Hiatus)

"I will never bow to you. I don't care if you're the King of Dweebs, I will never bow to you. So keep dreaming pretty boy." I said, turning towards the door.

As I was about to open the door, a hand slammed against the wood, trapping me. I turned to see him only inches from my body, his stormy grey eyes boring into my own. He growled.

"You may not bow to me, princess, but you are tied to me. Like it or not, you are tied to me, not by rope or chain." He grazed his lips against my neck. "But by fate and the moon goddess."

"You're delusional." I gasped, gritting my teeth as his lips brushed my earlobe.

"Think about what you want. But one thing is certain."

"And what is that?"

"You and your friend are going to be staying here for a long, long time."

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Werewolves and Lycans were thought to be the only other species other than humans. Oh, how wrong they were.

She was different. She's sweet, loving, kind to many, and forgiving. She's also cunning, sneaky, sly, stubborn, mischievous and bows to no one so don't be fooled. Her name is Vixen. We all can guess what that means. She's an orphan, found outside a loving home with merely a note with her name, date of birth, and age. Not to mention another note, written by her birth mother. She's always getting into trouble. And this time her mischief took her a little too far when she steals something from a passerby.

He is an 18-year-old Alpha werewolf. He's heartless, ruthless, cold, always gets what he wants, and is so feared that all bow to him, even other Alphas. He doesn't deal with mischief and those who give it to him pay a price. What does he do when an orange-haired girl is thrown at his feet, and instead of cowering in fear, she stares into his eyes with blades of fire? What does he do when she just so happens to be his mate?