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

As Moira falls, the rage inside me breaks free. I let go of the barrier and all my inhibitions, but apparently my humanity decided to go along with them. I feel a change in my body, notice a presence that was always just under the surface, and I realize it’s my wolf. She was biding her time, waiting for the right moment to come out. 


I feel myself shifting and morphing, nails lengthening to claws, fur starting to grow out of my skin, the shape of my arms and legs changing from a two legged creature to a four. 


I howl as my whole viewpoint changes, then lunge for Lavinia. The shocked look on her face tells me she had no idea that my father was a werewolf. I use her surprise to my advantage and claw at her, slicing her face and arms. She panics and tries to cast a spell on me, but it doesn’t work. 


Chapter 49: Breaking Free