When young witch Raven kills a werewolf in self-defense, she has no idea of the severity of her actions. In order to stop a war, Raven is sent to serve Alpha Alaric, a dangerous man whose hatred of witches is well known.  As Raven acclimates to her new life amongst the enemy, she is shocked to realize that her intense attraction to Alaric is reciprocated. Will Raven survive amongst the werewolves and stop a war…or will she be overtaken by the dangerous passion that threatens to consume her. 

“‘I trust this will suit your purposes,’ he says. A big four poster bed sits in the middle of the room with.   
‘My purpose of sleeping? I would think so,’ I retort and he growls in response. He stalks towards me and I back up until my knees hit the bed. 
“You’ve got quite the mouth on you, Raven. But I don’t believe it’s being properly utilized,” he whispers in a sexy voice. His lips are so close to mine they are almost touching and I exhale a shallow breath. I’m frozen where I stand, caught in a trance.   
I feel overwhelmed by him and I tell myself I’m not enjoying it. But I know deep down that it’s not true. Something is anchoring me to him that I can’t explain. I shiver in response to his proximity and he lets out an almost imperceptible growl. I feel compelled to reach up and touch his face, to move my mouth closer so he has better access. I’m the one that’s a witch, but I find myself bound under the Alpha’s spell.”   

Under the Alpha's Spell is created by Jessica Nicole, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author. 

Under the Alpha's Spell

I hear a deep male voice saying my name. 


The sound of the voice makes me want to wake up, but I know when I do it won’t be pleasant. Something on the edge of my consciousness is telling me it’s better to stay asleep and unaware. 


Now the voice sounds desperate, maybe even a little upset. But I feel so drained. Just a few more minutes…


I hear a different voice now, this time a female. Older. I feel a sense of comfort in this voice. I know that it’s safe to wake up. I blink my eyes open and I see a face I recognize. My brain is so fuzzy I can’t quite remember her name. She smiles kindly at me. Why can’t I remember her name?


“Raven, come to me. I have much to tell you.” 


“When you wake up, remember that you need to find me so we can talk. It’s important, Raven.”


“Ok,” I repeat. Then I close my eyes as the mysterious woman’s face fades away.


Chapter 8: I've Got Dreams to Remember