Mate Of The Billionaire Alpha
Held him prisoner. He'd know her anywhere because of it, he would be able to track her across continents by smell alone. She'd ne
his damn life. She'd always been out of reach. Years ago, it had been because of her humanity, but even now, even after h
. Rex was a realist. He couldn't dare to hope she would survive the conversion madness and somehow also wind up an alpha female. The fates w
la go, because there was no way he would put her through the pain of
her away now... To let her
fee mug in his hand. A sharp crack warned him he'd be wearing the dregs if he wasn't careful. One shittier thin
ldn't release her to start a new life without him. Dammit. He closed his eyes
The wolf, always alert, had already picked up the scent of another lycan. Male, wi
ght out of college and returned last year, bringing valuable medical training they sorely needed. Sure, Rex could
he asked over
Drusilla watching h
would care to take on in a fight. Not all the Greenwood pack were stone wolves, but Jacob was, and his other forms were
rest in her was no secret. Why he hadn't made a move on her yet, Rex didn't know. There was a darkness in Jacob, carefully hidden, that Rex didn't remember being
s good news," he commented, alth
problem. As though the host body fought the infection, which caused the emerging wolf to become more aggressive. From there it was a destructive cycle downwar
h they had to be coaxed from within their human halves
ance she might n
it hadn't, then she wouldn't still be breathing. Could her body somehow have used the i
brow f
Under certain
t of circ
medical history lesson. He
e infection." He rubbed at his jaw, expression thoughtful. "It would have to be something li
had practically put one of the pack wolves back together after he'd run into a warlock's silver-laced trap
Bella hasn't succumbed to the Lycanthrope virus which means whatever nonhuman DNA they have, has to be favoring the female side... hence one of those three. They're the only races which are predo
nd Rex looked out the window at his little
be a werewolf.
vision like a hawk, and hearing so accurate she could pinpoint a mouse farting three rooms away. So far though, ther
d head trauma sometimes gained completely new skills-like being able to speak a new language, play
effects. A frown creased her brow. No one would tell her much about the accident either. All they would
he'd heard his voice while she'd been dozing in the garden and now that she was back in the house, his scent was ev
ce, hand raised to knock. Her knuckles didn't make contact with the wood, her hand stilled mid-air. Anger