Description
17-year-old Leonor was born with a silver spoon in her hand and had everything that her heart desires. She is spoiled, selfish, and has the boys wrapped around her finger. Living in a world where werewolves exist, she tolerates them, but she vows not to be mated to one. Not when years ago, one almost claimed her human mother. However, among the shadows hides a werewolf that has been waiting patiently to take what is his and that is Leonor rightfully. ***************** "Why can't you look at me the same way you look at him." He said his eyes were on the brink of tears, this was the first time I saw this expression. "Are you even hearing yourself, you're out of your mind!" I shouted bringing my hands in the air in frustration, but at the same time, I wanted to hide my face of guilt. Because he was right I did not give him the same look as the "other." "You are mine Leonor, whether you like it or not we are bound by destiny." His arms enclosed to my waist bringing me close and he crushed his lips to mine.
Chapter 1
