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

Turns out we didn’t have time for anything else, because Carl knocked on the door a few minutes later to tell Rick he was needed downstairs. I decide that a long, hot bath would be a good idea so I could relax and process the day before I have to walk into the wolf’s den. 


I take my time getting ready and the results are worth it. I look at myself in the mirror, make some final tweaks to my hair and makeup, and then I’m ready to go. I open the door to see Carl dressed nicely in a suit and tie and I compliment him on his appearance. 


“Thank you, Ms. Raven,” he mumbles and looks away from me. 


“What gives, Carl? Are you mad at me?” I ask him. 


“No! Of course not. I just thought you might be mad at me, for what I said to the Alpha. I know you’re an independent woman and you fight your own battles…” he says cryptically. 


“What are you talking about?” I ask.


Chapter 42: Fireworks