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The Vampire Princess´s Forbidden Attraction to the Enemy Werewolf
Author: Lola Monroe Genre: WerewolfThe Vampire Princess´s Forbidden Attraction to the Enemy Werewolf
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floor. No one spoke to me. No one looked directly at me. They watched from corners, from do
Information was power, and I needed every advantage I could find in t
the mountain. Torches lined the walls, their flames steady in the still air. No windows in these
cross his throat-gestured toward a narrower passage. His tone sug
passive. They wore leather armor reinforced with steel plates-battle-ready, even
ourt would want details. I would provide them, though I already knew what
studied werewolf architecture as part of my preparation, but books couldn't captu
a heavy wooden door reinforced with ir
erate. I turned, maintaining the composed expres
to gauge his true years. Tall, with broad shoulders and the coiled tension of a predator at rest. His eyes
low and controlled. "The Al
ard. The distinctio
g his tone. "Though I assum
jaw-the smallest tell. "T
the Alpha-I'd anticipated someone softer, perhaps, or more obviously aggressive. This man
e door open. "You'll be expected at the
thing electric passed between us at the contact-like static, but
d along another, already lit against the mountain chill. A small table with two chairs stood near a narrow wi
g my assessment. "But there are guards at e
e they there to keep othe
. "Not everyone agrees with the Al
efore I could stop m
lightly. "I follow
not an
o the corridor. "There's water for washing. Clean
respite to gather my thoughts, plan my approach. In
ort straw? Being assigned to the va
ose, the air between us charged with
ice dropped lower, almo
fusing to show weak
eyes tracked down to my mouth, then back up. "And
h me-anger, I told
ite the rush of blood in my ears. "Your Alpha was
ent washing over me-pine, leather, something wild beneath it all. "But I don't think you
lose to truth. I stepped
hing about me
ps. "I know predators, Danna. And
idor. I closed the door-not slamming it, refusing to give him
with the way his eyes had seen through my careful mask. Nothing to d
olves howled in the distance, the sound both beautiful and chi
I was a predator too. And I would no
ing for the evening meal. My first real t