Tingles spread all across my body and I snapped my head to see his. Both dark, savage eyes peered into mine, and I knew exactly what I hadn't wanted was happening. 
"Mine."
They called him the Alpha of the Rogues. They said he couldn't be tamed. They said he was too evil for a mate. So imagine my surprise when he called me his.

Alpha of the Rogues

Jarvis took a defensive position, instantly acting as if Anton was going to attack him. Jarvis raised his hands in the I surrender positionthe one the cops force humans into.


I get it. I get it. I wont touch her. Jarvis assured Anton. He used the voice some people use to calm vicious animalsa somewhat delicate coo.


Jarvis didnt know how to deal with Anton. Not that I did, either, but I knew better than to talk to Anton as if he were a child, or a humans pet.


Anton took a large step towards Jarvis, his black eyes darker than usual. Do not speak to me as if I am a pup.


Jarvis clearly recognized the annoyance in his eyes. H-hey, He said shakily, Were all friends here.


No, Anton growled. I dont think we are.


Poor Jarvis cowered under the gaze of Anton. Anton obliviously didnt notice Jarviss fear and kept his murderous on Jarvis.


Anton, I stepped in. Lets go have a talk over there, why dont we?


Chapter 7 Bite