His eyes were the bluest she had ever seen, crystal-like even. While he showed signs of laughter and joy earlier in the evening, the look in his eyes at that moment was different than any look she had seen before. "Mate", he muttered unintelligibly, making so that Eleanor's ears couldn't understand. "What did you say, your highness?", she asked lightly hoping not to offend with her lack of knowledge on his prior words. To Eleanor men were hardly knocking at her door, her luck with attracting a man's attention had never been 100%, much less %50, so his next words were quite a shock to her, "Would you like to dance?" ...
Eleanor Parker knew much of the world of Werewolves and Witches, though unlike them she wasn't one herself. Her mother, a human and her father, a hybrid, don't exactly make the result of a werewolf pup, or even a hybrid. Her life is filled with simplicity. She has a job she loves, and a family who loves her. Everything seemed perfectly in place, like a perfect puzzle. But who really likes perfect?
Elliot Clarke was unlike many. Unlike humans, he is a Werewolf. Unlike Werewolves, he is a royal. Unlike other royals, he is the King. His stern demeanor never falts when posed for portraits, or news articles, while it does not shy away from the public's knowledge of his playboy-ish ways. From ice cold to fire hot desire, he doesn't shy away from getting what he wants, but with a forced engagement, another surprise might shake him down to his roots.
A/N Sorry for the long description. I got carried away! Happy Reading.
Paige Diana Morgan was considered the best in her class. She had a fierce quality about her. And why not she was one of the toughest nut to crack. She fight for what she believed in. And she never backed down from any challenge.
She was considered as one of the most dangerous she-wolves all around nation. She was in last year of the college and already qualified as the lead female warrior of the Royal elite forces.
But one thing didn't want was to see him. The Alpha of Rogue alliances. Ronan Luca Donovan. Otherwise known as the Rogue king, the second most powerful wolf after King Xander Anderson, otherwise known as the alpha king.
Ronan Luca Donovan only trained best of the best and she was the best of the best. And unfortunately for her, he wanted her badly and will not stop until he gets her.
His hands touched her thighs as he pulled her closer. He could not believe how well she fits with him. All of his existence was for this only. And He knows he can die for her and kill for her. He is center of his universe.
"Leave me Alpha Donovan " he flinched at her tone. But cannot help but admire the beauty in front of him. He cannot believe he have her so close last night. He had held her into his arm easing his aching heart.
"No I don't think so little mate. I think I might just keep you like this with me forever" He said eyeing her naked perfect body. "Don't call me that" She hissed. "Oh but you are my dear my perfect little angel, my little mate and I am not letting you go ever again" He said in his alpha voice. She smirked. "is that so Alpha Donovan?" She asked in amused tone. She knows she is walking into a huge trap but sometimes it is good thing to be trapped in. "I think so little mate" he said and pulled her closer placing his lips on her.
This is the second book in werewolf saga series, This can be read as a stand alone but as some character from previous book appears in this one so it would be wise to read it first it is called Alpha's nerdy mate.