Fighting for Her Affection

Fighting for Her Affection

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In the small town where Vienna Miller grew up, wolves are very common. They live among the humans and stay as far away from civilization as possible, they are peaceful creatures, children of the moon. But during a walk in the forest one evening, she discovered something beyond her imagination: werewolves. Two of them caught her eyes immediately: Ash, the sensitive and caring "nice boy" and the dangerous, sexy alpha Rylan. Living among them and finding herself quickly pulled into their world was not the hardest part, choosing between them is. Vienna will eventually deal with the truth: she had to break one of their hearts.
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My book has been #272, #154 and #177 in Werewolf. Lincoln Rylan is a human, so why is she being terrorized by beast of the woods? She's lost her sister and brother-in-law in a car accident and has to take one her two twin nieces, how much does the world think she can handle? - " Got you. " His husky voice whispered as I was shoved against the wall, face against the wall while he had my hands behind my back. Like he was arresting me. " Get off of me! " I tried to fight him. I tried to fight the beast. " You're mine. " He growled as he placed his face in my neck. He was smelling me. " I'm nobody's! Get you filthy mutt hands off me! " I snapped. I was twisted around and my back was shoved against the wall in under a second as I starred into his black eyes, the rest covered by a hoodie. " I am not a mutt. I will not take my hands off of you. You are mine. " He let out a loud growl. " Who are you? " I bit out. " I'm Hell. "

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