She took another step back. "I...I...Don't kill me."
He raised a brow before moving toward her, slowing circling her like a predator circling its prey. She felt sweat beading along her forehead. She swallowed nervously.
He suddenly stopped right behind her, his bare chest pressing against her back. "Your smell...it's intoxicating."
It is 450 years after the great integration. The human race has now acknowledged the presence and existence of all things supernatural. But everybody knows that there is no peace without a little war....
Desmond is the Alpha. His position as pack leader given to him through years of hard work and never waning dedication. There was only one thing missing: his mate.
Mo'Nique has fallen onto hardship after hardship. With the loss of her mother weighing in her heart she's now alone in the world with an empty space in her heart...longing for it to be filled.
Betrayal, war and romance will intermingle and just in time for mating season.