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He pins me up against the wall, burying his face into my neck. I inhale his intoxicating smell, and my eyes close. I find myself leaning closer into his touch.
"Skylar, do you want me?" He whispers into my ear. A shiver of pleasure ripples through me. No. I can't do this. I painfully shake my head, and he smirks.
"No, I don't want you," I say with as much force as I can muster. To my surprise, his smirk grows even wider.
"Skylar, you're lying. You want me, and we both know it. Your body wants me. Your heart wants me. I think we both know you are lying when you say you don't," he says smugly.
"I-I don't," I stutter, giving myself away.
"We'll see," he whispers, and he crashes his lips against mine.
**
Skylar Grey knew nothing of the werewolf world. Not until her eighteenth birthday, when things change. She changes.
She finds her mate, who happens to be the son of an alpha. The most possessive kind of wolves, the alphas aren't a force to be messed with.