"Please, let me help you," she insisted, "We need to see what we can do about all this." With her free hand, she gestures to the rest of the girl's body. The girl's upper lip rolled back slightly to reveal a pair of fangs that extended a half inch longer than the rest of her teeth and Elizabeth's body went rigid slightly. "Don't worry," she said, unable to look away from her lips, "You're safe."
"Cora," she spoke horsely, "is my name."
She smiled slightly, "Cora, that is a lovely name. I'll keep you safe, Cora, I promise. Let's get you washed, fed, and rested. I will take care of mine and you don't have to worry anymore, alright? Can you walk?"
"I'm...?" she swallowed.
"You're mine," she pulled the girl's hands to her lips, "We are mates, Cora. And I'm not letting go."
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Cora Price is the youngest child of Alpha Arham Price, half werewolf and half... something else. And with tensions rising between creatures like the Vampires and the Werewolves, she is the perfect product for disaster. Relationships between each breed is practically unheard of, the latter blaming the former for unspeakable violence against the human population-- not to mention the rise of Trapping, when rogue vampires capture, kill, and harvest werewolves and humans alike for blood and servitude.
After a disaster that dissolved the Light Moon Pack, Cora finds herself Trapped and orphaned; there were efforts to save what was left of her Light, but 7 years of imprisonment has delivered her right to the Shadow's doorstep. It is up to Elizabeth Sawyer to save what is left of Cora's fractured soul.
Elizabeth is struggling with her own identity crisis, wanting to be Alpha but not being given the power by her pack, you know, because she is a girl and all. It didn't help that her Luna had the characteristics of a Vampire, and with Cora came the unruly downfall of her pack. They'll have to fight for each other using Tooth and Nail, or loose each other to the Shadows forever.
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.
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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?