Young, fiery and hungry, Oriana Romano thirsts for freedom from under her family's thumb. It wasn't her fault that she was the first hybrid. After an especially bad fight, she decides to run away from her ivory tower under a new name and go to the land of opportunity. New York City.
She didn't expect to meet Robin Scott, a widower from NYC's very own Wolfpack. With danger around every corner, what happens when he finds out who she really is?
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With Olivia being the source of his wolf's desires, having her so close, knowing that she was dreaming of him too, made the entire night restless and unfulfilling. 
His wolf wanted to touch her, feel her soft skin, see her wild hair splayed out across the sheets. Hear those delicious noises of pleasure. Robin's body responded to those thoughts.
That guttural voice inside of him whined. "We need to take what is ours," it cried. "Stop denying me." 

Honeysuckles and Wolfsbane is created by Anacostia Miller, an eGlobal Creative Publishing author.

Honeysuckles and Wolfsbane

I took the stage, twelve-string in hand, a mind full of lyrics. My pulse buzzed, awaiting the rush that I gained from performing. It was almost comical looking at the table of vampires and shifters sitting together to support me.


Claude sat at the bar away from them, but he wanted to be there for me. I appreciated it. And Tio and I were working on finding him a new apartment. It was almost like all this shit between us never happened. I felt just as comfortable with him now as I had before everything. Our relationship only seemed to get stronger. The shifters were taking a liking to him. 


In fact, he was the only pureblood that Wyatt allowed on his land, which shocked everyone but Claude had a way of growing on people like a tumor. 


My Tio had a belligerent mouth, but if there were anything shifters respected, it was a loud mouth with little filter. Still rocky whenever Robin was concerned, but I noticed how they were both trying for my sake.


Chapter 48: An Olive Branch