Enchanted by the Alpha: A Billionaire's Werewolf Romance

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n unmistakable. My instincts heighten, a growl bubbling up in my throat. I suppress it and move from my desk to the expansive windows, gazing out at the Cata

choice. Tucson is an ideal habitat for a shifter-nestled between three mountain ranges, with a population of just one million, it offers quick access to nature while pr

my personal residence is also situated nearby,

the desire to shift in broad daylight. My wolf dema

on the sixth floor. Logically, I should keep my distance.

fortnight, her scent has invaded my dreams at night, and

human be s

y thoughts. "Mr. King? Your nin

esk. "Send him in." Another round of business

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my primal urges. I rise abruptly from my chair and stride out of my office, passing my secretary's desk. She

n. Or however long it takes me to push my little

a bad idea. She's human-beautiful yet fragile. At best,

need to

kful our earlier situation forced us into close quarters; it's only through years of discipline that I man

e. I shouldn't feel this way,

ase when employees see me. Most days, I relish their nervousness, as

n; her scent leads me directly to her-vanilla

ug in hand. Despite my silent approach-shifters can move much more stealthily than h

f appreciates her lack of fear. She crosses her long legs, and I silently thank t

Her tone carries a hint of scorn, a rarity fro

f a small smi

confidence, perhaps stemming from her claustrophobia. To alleviate her discomfort, I

my wolf's urge to showcase my strength and prepare for a h

primal urge to shift. I fight agains

ebrow. "Is that

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ing her curves, and her heels highlight the definition of her calves. The Spider

rge to lift her shirt and trail my tongue down

mments. I didn't mean any of it. I was just..

e's genuinely attempting to mend things. This is refreshing. Most people in my life either try to ingratiate themselves or speak ill

of what?"

Your intellec

, you wouldn't find much worth keeping," I confess. Just a lifetime of guilt. Any therapist would point to my obsessive drive as a form of compensation. If they knew

udies me

A creepy man? Or does she glimpse the wolf within

I state, my voice low and hu

e is an intimate exchange. Her teeth are perfect and white, her

mn

ie. "I've been developing a new programming language." Great, m

ng my personal space. She's toned and statuesque

ou to test

ork, especially with a new employee wh

n closer. "

nipple

urs, on the side. I know Sam

erred by the prospect of extra

and I sense she interprets it that way too; t

s to resist the temptation to pull her against m

inct to mate. A human shouldn't ignite the desire to permanently claim her with my scent. Ye

f anticipating a k

Her sultry voice

aze coolly.

al intensifies. She re

uccumb to the urge to lift

t going t

Perhaps a breath of fresh air will help. I pull out my phone and ca