Spare Me, Alpha

"My, my, my, what a feisty Luna you are," Damien observed half-amused.

"Oh, don't start with your Luna bullshit again." She told him, feeling her eyes heat up, and realizing that for the first time in her short life, they had changed pitch-black out of anger.

She, the ever patient, the ever gentle she-wolf, had been driven to the edge of wanting to shift and fight over simple words... aggravating words, they may be, but words nonetheless.

Being mates with Damien didn't make Heather immune to his powerful aura. Only instead of whimpering out of fear whenever he let it out, her insides flipped happily, danced merrily, and white hot desire pooled at her secret entrance.

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Heather is a nobody in her pack... that is until her pack is attacked by rogues and she has to flee.

Where to?

To alpha Damien's territory of course - the most ruthless alpha known thus far. He abides by the rules and lives for the rules.

What awaits Heather and her little sister Lilly when they lay feet in his territory?

Read on and find out.