His Queen

Her heart yearned for his, she could feel the electricity crackling like a twisted wire about to catch flame as their fingertips were just inches away, and yet so far. She wanted to hide her face in his chest and breathe in his intoxicating, musky scent, let him do what he wished. But she couldn't. And, in that moment, she felt like the whole world was going to collapse. Was this what love felt like? Or was if merely an everlasting lust that Luna, the moon goddess herself had cast upon them until the day they died? As their gazes met, she realized she didn't care, and she didn't think there was anything in that moment to stop her from leaping over that table to finally calm the raging fire inside of her.
"Reyna, we're home!" Reyna Clarke was a simple girl, she loved literature, coffee, and the occasional sappy film, living in the middle of the woods in a hidden community for her canine kind, she often kept away from the putrid heat of Tampa, Florida. She was a seventeen year old student at the school inside her small community, sticking out of the lime light, biding her time with scraping up solid A's for her every class. What happens when Reyna's perfectly average life, at least for a werewolf, come crashing down when the Alpha's eldest son turns of age and reveals that she's his destined mate?
Living in two different ranks and social groups, she can't make herself believe it, and yet, against her better judgement, she makes a deal she fear she may regret.