Feral Confessions: Adrianna and the Alpha

Her family disliked her. Her tendency to turn feral scared her grandfather.

But that was exactly what Dmitri was looking for!

Her tendency to turn feral, could it be any good? Entering into a forced union with him was something she would never do. She had built a castle around her heart, not letting anyone approach it. Witty, sharp, intelligent and fun-loving, Adrianna did not trust anyone.

What happens when an alpha who is calm, in control, merciless, extremely handsome and someone all werewolves feared, comes into the picture?

Unfortunately, Dmitri doesn't have many options open.

The fights, the secret glances from across the room and the heated blushes.

It is difficult to accept him.

The sparks between the two seem to just be the calm before the storm.

He brought his fingers up and slowly stroked the back of her neck. Leaning closer to her ears, he said huskily, "Is this the most sensitive part of your body?"

Her inner wolf growled as she leaned into his arms. As her breathing became heavy, she grabbed his hand and swatted it away. "You're a sadist," she said, before attempting to run away.

He held her hand and pulled her closer to him. His lips lightly brushing against her neck, he asked, "Tell me what you've always wanted to do."