Rayna I value freedom. I value space.Now, both of them were taken away from me and by no less than the alpha king of these beasts. Yes, I had roomed in with men before because of the nature of my work and recently with the late Mr. Windstorm, but they were all without coercion. This arrangement was forced into me, and this was all because I found out about their secret.God, I shouldn't have snooped around. I should have stayed in bed and let Mr. Dangers return me to civilization.As I sat on a large couch next to the fireplace, the steel panels that provided the majority of the darkness of the room taunted me. I told myself I would find a way to escape, but the question was, how?This room was guarded by one person, this man called Simon, but for certain, there were werewolves around the area. Colonel Garrison's report said they were cunning and powerful creatures. I knew an escape was close to impossible. Still tho

Eros There were four paths available for me to take once I was outside the clinic of the manor. Paths that would give me a short breather from this newfound dragon problem.One: Go to the club and get wasted with booze, which would mean I needed to chug fifty barrels of hard liquor in order to get that effect. I wasn't a lightweight. I don't get drunk easily.Two: Go to the nearest gym I have, and do some heavy lifting, which for my status, would require me dumbbells with weights heavier than five buses or more. I was no Superman with the laser vision and flying, but as the Alpha King, I certainly have his strength.Three: Go to one of the sparring houses nearby, bet on some fighters, or possibly even join the sparring matches. Humans, especially senile businessmen and widowed/underappreciated women, loved to attend these matches. Not only was it a worthwhile pastime, they also could get more out of it by winning the bets or

Rayna Once again, a zing of something ran through my body at the contact of our skin and yeah, once again, I ignored it; catalogued it as a worthless, insignificant bodily reaction when confronted with a brooding alpha male.I couldn’t deny it, he was oozing with sex appeal and his muscles...his abs...his cock—which my eyes magnanimously betrayed me and took a peek—, his trimmed waist, and slender, muscled legs—they were screaming to be venerated by a woman.He was a dominant, and I love my man a dominant; however, with our differing statuses, he was obviously off-limits. I was off-limits too, or at least that’s what I wanted to be.“Okay, you proved your point. I have no control over the situation from the start,” I stated, referring to how quickly he incapacitated me. “You were just mocking me. I understand it, so get off of me now!” I added while masking the shak

RaynaMr. Eros Dangers.He was a stranger to me. We just met for a day. Only a day, yet my brain seemed not to believe it. It was telling me we had a deeper connection. That getting intimate with him so soon in our meeting was part of the process.My heart seemed to agree with it. I wasn’t second-guessing my actions. I was sure I wanted him to fuck me.What I was experiencing now wasn’t a déjà vu thing really; the kind where this man and I could have that past-life shit plot like in the movies or books. This was one of those moments that an explanation wasn’t warranted, or at least that was what my brain wanted me to think.Getting intimate with Mr. Dangers wasn’t bad at all. In fact, it was the first ever orgasm I received from a man and I loved it. I’ve had sex with my ex, sure, but all of that came out bland and ‘all him.’ I enjoyed the physical contact, but

~ Eros ~ Wanting to end the chain of explosions, I morphed into my lycan form, positioned on all fours on the highest part of the bell tower roof, and released the loudest bark I could produce. Its echoic quality turned to solid waves. It rode with the wind, covered the entire city and ignited a single, massive blast that shook the city’s foundation and brought it to momentary dust-filled darkness.When the smoke and dirt settled, I was pleased to see the city still in its complete form—not as complete as I wanted it to be, but enough to build a better, larger version.Most of my men were spared too. From the roads, they stood. Some were injured because of the caustic air. Some were in a better shape. They looked up at me and cheered as loudly as they could.