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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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ers, while comfortable enough, were positioned to isolate me from the pack
last if at all. I measured my words carefully, knowing each syllabl
here I was present, and returned me to my quarters each night. His expression rarely changed-watchful, distant
against parchment became a lonely soundtrack to my nights. I wrote of their defenses, their numbers, their weaknesses. I wrote of their strengths too-thei
e pieces. I ate little, drank less. The Alpha watched me from the head of the table, his expression unreadable. Luca sat at his ri
stronghold. I woke to the sounds of shHe wore leather armor today, lighter than the formal gear
ed to watch?" I
ile. "The Alpha thinks it mig
unic of deep green, boots that fit surprisingly well. I pulled my hair back from my face, secured with simple wooden pins
least thirty warriors were already engaged in various forms of combat. Some fought with swords and axes, others wit
rved the matches. His eyes tracked each movement, assess
oin them?" I asked, not
e," Luca answer
rmation away. "And you?
unreadable in his expression
rolling my eyes. "Or do you think I'll somehow manage to slaug
gone as quickly as it appeared.
s. He wore no shirt despite the morning chill, his torso mapp
ly enough for others to hear. Several warriors paused in thei
l. "If I wanted to study we
ords from a bloodsucker wh
me. "Enough, Roan. Ret
They say you're fast, but fragile. All speed, no substance." His gaze swept ove
I'd learned from my father. "Wo
to me shar
, vampire?" Roan's
corrected. "Unless you're only b
back to form a ring. I felt Luca's tension b
shoulders. "Don't worry, little blood-drin
ging off the light cloak
ewolves such formidable opponents. I sidestepped, barely, feeling
olitics and combat. I'd been tr
nent. I blocked, dodged, measured his reach and strength. He was good. But he was
s breath. As he stumbled, I swept his legs from under him. He went down ha
ign of his wolf emerging. Dangerous. If he shifted, hi
nst him. My hand found the pressure point at the base of his neck, squeezing with vam
pped back. He collapse
straightened my tunic, calm despite t
you'd like to test
ining, though their glances lingered. I'd passed another test, it s
ded but his eyes alive with somethin
id later, as we walked b
ou're watchin
" he rem
?" I asked before
yes held mine a moment too
lding me down. Of teeth grazing my throat. Of heat and sweat and ta
ngerous. I couldn't afford to feel this-whatever this wa
his eyes watching me in the training yard. Couldn't forget the electr
st time in my carefully controlled life,