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 wake up the next morning in Rick’s arms, the sun shining down on us through the window and a feeling of utter contentment flowing through my body. I would love to spend the day in bed with him, but now that a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders, I feel energized and ready to take on the day. 


I leave him to sleep and hop in the shower. I hum to myself and I’m so lost in thought that I don’t even realize when Rick gets in behind me. His huge hands come around to cup my breasts and I nearly jump out of my skin. I quickly catch my bearings, however, and I start to suggestively rub my body against his. 


I am very happy with his intrusion, and even happier when he intrudes himself right into me against the shower wall. I try to get a grip on the slippery tiles but it’s nearly impossible. Rick grabs my hips and begins a relentless pace to the point where my breasts are smashed against the tile and I am crying out his name. 


Chapter 65: Rat Race