My Possessive Alpha

My Possessive Alpha

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*ALL RIGHTS RESERVED* THIS WILL BE A RATED R BOOK. PLEASE TAKE NOTE. YOU WILL PROBABLY NEED TO FOLLOW ME BEFORE ADDING TO READ MOST OF THE CHAPTERS. Running down the street I would have never thought I would be kidnapped, kidnapped by my alpha mate. My name is Criea and I am a senior in high school. My parents were killed a couple of weeks ago. No one knows what happened because they were found in my house with bite marks, like from a wolf. I haven't stopped crying since their deaths. I have become a shell of person. I was also raped and beaten by my ex boyfriend. I am constantly living in fear. She has been moving constantly for the last 3 months to make sure that he can't get to her again. But she knows it's only a matter of time before he finds her and hurts, maybe even kills her, for real. Ryker Slade may be the only person to crack Criea's shell. He is the alpha of the Moonlight pack. Ryker is 6'7, looks like an angel, but acts like the devil. Being a dominant, possessive and controlling alpha, will he be able to help Criea and win her over after introducing her to the life of a werewolf?
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Warning: This book contains mature content. (18+) ___________ This is a story where desire and destiny conflate, His fervent heart seeks his destined mate, Because.... "He was bound by obsession, she was bound by fate." __________ He was too absorbed in ogling my exposed breasts, his gaze dark and hungry. I took advantage of his distraction and glanced toward the door. It hung loosely on its hinges, barely attached after his earlier outburst. A cold reminder of his strength, he could easily rip it apart, just like he could rip me apart. If I ran fast enough, maybe, just maybe, I could make it to the front door. I just needed one chance, one opening. With my heart pounding in my throat, I bolted toward the door, adrenaline pumping through my veins like fire. My bare feet slapped against the floor, each step a desperate plea for freedom. But just as I reached the threshold, his arm shot out like a viper, snaking around my waist and yanking me back. I collided with his chest, the impact knocking the breath out of me. His body was a wall of muscle, impenetrable and unyielding. "We have to do something about your running habit, mate." ___________ Please read the trigger warning in the Author's note before continuing.

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