Property of The Wolf Pack

Property of The Wolf Pack

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My Grandmother had made a mistake when she was young, one that led me into the ownership of the wolf pack. The tale of little red riding hood could not be more far off then what you might have been told as a kid, and now because of my grandmother's, aka Little Red Riding Hoods, mistake I would now serve the wolf pack as... Whatever they decide I should be. Alpha Blake had meant to send her off the moment she had stepped onto his pack lands, the deal his grandfather had made with the girls grandmother was barbaric, and the wolves wanted to be known for more than enslaving an eighteen year old girl, yet as his eyes land on her and the mating heat began to stir in his loins, he knew he had to keep the fiery haired, curvy little spit mouth, even it if meant tying her up occasionally. What will happen between the dark haired, bright eyes alpha with a heat in his eyes that could melt titanium, and the fiery little spit mouth? Guess you'll find out
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Tika They delivered me to him on a silver platter. Four years ago I was an ordinary girl with a privileged life. After killing the only family I have left, they call this my penance. As I watch the man they call a monster from underneath my lashes, the handcuffs burn on my wrist. The orange jump suit makes sweat drip down my ample bosom as he growls at me. "Mate" he roars. The others around us freeze as we are lead in line. His eyes never leave me as he gives orders while others call him Alpha. With a snap of his fingers I watch as one of his men shreds himself apart to turn into a hideous beast. As I meet his golden gaze and my world starts to tilt, only one thing is clear. I just became the prisoner of a monster. ~ Xander When I imagined my mate, I saw a woman of strength and great beauty. When I met her eyes for the first time she wasn't in chains. She wasn't a prisoner facing persecution for a crime. I find the sweet scent of her to be contradicting. The way my cock hardens behind my robe as she looks at me from underneath her lashes, lets me know that she is a very bad girl indeed. In that moment I decided, since I always bring out the best in people.....this time, I want to bring out the worst.

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