An Alpha's Kiss : His Royal Claim
He is the prince of werewolves, soon to be the alpha king. He got it all. The looks, the power and the authority.
She is the princess of demons and witches. Silently admiring the prince of werewolves, Aya doubts the chance of them ever becoming together.
"You will find your mate someday, and throw me away like I was nothing," I tried covering my sobs, placing a hand on my mouth but it was no use. We couldn't be together, it wan't destined.
"I know what I want Aya. With or without a mate, I want you. Don't you understand, my heart beats for you. Only you." He put his hands on my shoulders, his vivid green orbs staring into my dull violet ones.
Then, I knew there was no turning back.