Description
'He was looking down my body with black eyes even though they are originally grey but they are black with lust. I shiver in disgust but he takes it for a shiver of anticipation. He starts to trail his hands down my sides and since I'm drugged with wolfsbane I can only sit there and watch and feel as he feels me. Then there is this big crash and a splintering sound. Ash is suddenly ripped off of me and is thrown across the room. Dexter is standing there in front of me on all of his glory. He looks like a Greek God when he is angery. My Greek God, my possessive alpha." °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• Katalya is a very strong young girl. On the outside. Dexter is the cold and hard alpha of the Bloody Moon pack. The strongest pack in the world. Katalya runs away with her brothers because her pack was slaughtered by rogues. With her haunting past will she ever warm up to anyone? The myths of the ancestors about mates say that mates will be able to confide in one another... but will Katalya be able to do that?
My Possesive Alpha
