What was I doing?
This was not me?
He pushed me up higher against the tree. My legs were forced to wrap around his hips to provide stability. I could feel his rough hand on the back of my thighs rubbing in small circles. It felt so damn good. His warm, moist lips were sucking, nibbling, kissing my neck relentlessly. I couldn't stop the moan that left my mouth as he nibbled on my sweet spot. This man was a god.
"Kitten you are mine. Your body, your heart and your soul was designed for me. Nobody can have you but me, " he growled before taking my lips between his.
Xander was ruthless. He was powerful. He was king of the werewolves. Ruling a species for over a decade without a mate at his side he became the villain in your children's stories. When his wrath was unleashed you would be quivering in fear for the rest of your life if you were lucky enough to escape.
When Alexandra moves into town he know she was his but here is the catch. She is a human. Will she accept Xander and accept his world or will she reject him and his love leading to the downfall of the lycan race?