"I could kill you," Warner whispered, his breath feathered my neck softly; causing a sweet shiver of liking to course through my body.
I pulled my head back and slammed it into his, the pain reaching my skull as he stumbled backwards. "Then do it. If you don't do it, then you are a true coward. No wonder your goddess has turned her eye on you mongrel," I spat out, my vision focusing on the infuriated male in front of me.
Lupo Mannaro. In other words that would mean werewolves, beast that follow the command of a Goddess [Selene]. Warner Ludovicus is a purebred wolf, with the actions of a thirsty, power-hungry Alpha that wants to deem himself worthy of the world. With a pack as large as his, along with the rumors of how murderous he is; packs are beginning to move from places to get away from this monstrosity of the moon. Victoria Adams is the grand-daughter of a generation of hunter's, she so happens to be the last of the lineage. It has been now deemed on her shoulders to carry on the legacy of hunting werewolves. But an encounter with a hot-headed leader of a pack gets her captured, tortured, and maybe even an ally. But dangers start rolling in, can this Alpha and Hunter get along enough to help save both human and werewolf?