Devoted To The Alpha

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nvelop my true mate. When I gripped her chin, I felt an electric sensation radiate through my body, deep into my bones. Her long dark hair made me want to swift my hands through it and thrust into her harder with each push until I had her beggin

rue mate and was clawing to come out to proclaim to every wolf that he had found her, pride written all over him that the Moon Goddess had bles

made me want to rip her dress off and ravish onto her hard, taut nipples that I could see were hard for me. Her scent overtook me with nodes of rich vanilla, caramel and a touch of pine, she smelt like the most delicious cake to ever be made. Just when I thought there was a scent that coul

ere true, that I actually was not gifted a mate by the Moon Goddess. I knew it was true that I was a cruel Alpha and that there was indeed a cloud of darkness that constantly surrounded me. My reputation held many truths within it. I was youn

ticism were getting to me. It is a tortuous regret that I will forever have to live with; I knew I would have been able to save him. I knew I was the strongest wolf in the entire US. Since that day, I vowed to forever keep my pack safe regardless of

onster. I didn’t need more land, wolves or power, or whatever they thought I longed. I was content with what my pack already had. It was their goddamn Alpha who was slowly taking out my guards from our border in hopes to weaken me. Silly old

g neighbourly towards each other, a smart Alpha would have tried to set up an alliance with the most powerful pack in the country. When he admitted to his scheme and confessed that he had no plans to stop until all my wo