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The discovery of her mate's infidelity and betrayal left Allissa reeling. But when he is accused of a serious crime and leaves her to take the fall, she must face the wrath of the merciless Lycan King. Desperate to protect her pack, Allissa takes the blame and turns herself over to face judgment by the man who rules with an iron fist and show no mercy. But when he arrives, she is drawn to him and is shocked to find out the king is her mate. Will she find mercy or face a cruel fate at the hands of the king? ~excerpt~ Then my eyes landed on the source, his green eyes locking onto mine as he walked directly toward me. His face was taut, and there was an unforgiving look in his eyes. His lips curled up angrily as my lips parted slightly in shock. Oh no, the Lycan King was my mate, and he did not look happy.

[WARNING: Mature Content/ r18] "You've been such a bad girl, I don't even know what to do with you." He murmured. Hunter hit my behind again, which made me moan and move around on his lap because I was so excited. He put his hand on my cheek and casually traveled his thumbs down my leg. He began to move his fingers up the inside of my thigh even more prudently. I finally could no longer take it. It impact so much that my stomach was getting tighter and that I was getting hot and sweaty. I wanted more; I wanted him to be inside me. In the fog of my want, I suddenly saw a fact. I was getting turned on by a beast that just took me away from my family and friends. I had to put an end to this because it couldn't go on like this. Hunter is not the man I'm dating. "What you could do is separate me from my loved ones. Oh, right, you've already done that." I smirk. His hand rendered before it hit my center. Hunter's grasp was so firm on the inner side of my torso that it hurt so much that I had to gasp. Then, he wrapped me around the torso, turned us both 180 degrees, and dropped me hard onto the mattress. Hunter looked up at me with his teeth clenched from below. He got down on his knees and put his arms around me. "That slamming tongue of yours can't be sealed up, does it?" He roared.

WARNING: ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️️ High and descriptive sexual content, strong language, and use of substance. Recommended for 18+ readers, read at your own discretion. Not for people with soft hearts. If you are not a fan of Dark romance, please don't read. If you are not a fan of BDSM please don't read. "I rather get dragged in the mud with chains by moving horses or be beaten with a club with nails on it than lose my virginity to you," she spat, looking at him with hate in her eyes, hoping her eyes conveyed the degree of contempt she felt when she spat out the words. Anger and disbelief flashed in his eyes. She was going to be the first woman that would ever reject him and in such a preposterous manner. He stood up and went over to her while she gummed her back to the wall, having no other room to step back. He gripped her chin with his strong palm, forcing her to look at him, his wicked grey eyes bore into her hazel ones. "What if it's your only ticket to freedom?" "As I said, I rather die." He quickly shoved her onto the bed, and she scooted away as he moved toward her. "I am Eros Castillo, leader of the El dragon gang, you dare not reject me, nobody rejects me," he said in a low husky voice, his eyes five shades darker, his countenance grim and dangerous.

TRIGGER WARNING!!! This is rated 18+. Alpha Parthe is as dark as described. If you are not into dark romance, please, in the name of everything holy... ***Excerpt*** "My breath just made you quiver," He leaned closer so that I could almost taste his breath, "...Then imagine what my tongue would do." "I warned you not to play with fire if you are afraid of flames," He added, his voice hoarse with need. My plump lips parted in response, "I am not afraid to burn for what I love." I had just stirred something in him that had lay dormant all his life. "Then so be it... Princess." *** She was an angel craving chaos. He was a demon craving peace. She knew he was hell, yet she chose to burn with him. It takes a special kind of woman to handle his darkness and tame his demons. Alpha Parthe comes from a bloodline of cursed Alphas. They are endlessly consumed by the need to track and kill prey and offenders, constantly plagued by the scent of blood. The more they kill, the more they want to kill. It only gets worse on every full moon. What happens when there is no prey to kill? They become a threat to their loved ones. No one mated to an Alpha from the Wild Wolf pack ever lived more than two years. And every Alpha from that lineage dies at thirty-three due to the curse. Parthe, determined to let the curse end in his own lifetime, vowed never to have a mate nor bear a son. But these vows crumble the moment he crosses paths with a girl he considers 'little and insignificant.' The fate of poor Luxuria of the Ash Mountain pack, who was set to marry the love of her life, Beta Kahel, takes a drastic turn when she finds out she was mated to this cursed Alpha, whom she dreaded with all her life. What happens when his curse gradually begins to seep into Luxuria, the one woman who was meant to be his remedy?