

Whenever she closes her eyes, she can feel him. His amber eyes glaring back at her brown chocolate eyes, his fingers crawling on her skin making her shiver. She loved how he made her feel, she yearned for more and more but whenever she opened her eyes, she panted like she has been running a marathon, sweating profusely. Her silky nightie soaked not only with sweat but her wetness, her pantie more damper than ever.  

One unexpected day, she saw 'his amber eyes glaring back at her brown chocolate eyes' but not in her dreams, in broad daylight. Not only his eyes were visible but the whole of him. 

Time stopped. 

But... she saw something else in his amber eyes, an evil glint and the powerful scent that engulfed him made her skin crawl with fear making her remember the bitter past she had. 


The Alpha In Her Dreams

The rogues surrounded the Anchor, Dysemy and the Alpha king. 


“I don't see your leader anywhere. Does this mean he's scared of us? I've always thought that Callan was nothing but just a sick bastard and a coward. He should be the one to face us,” Anchor growled furiously. 


“We can say he had better things to do,” the rogue who's name was Dakar answered with a smirk on his face, he was Callan's right hand man more like his beta. 


Alpha Daminor stood there silently but his eyes changed colour and they all noticed his fury. His hidden dark wolf was furious and he wanted ‘Out!’ 


‘LET ME OUT SO THAT I CAN FINISH THEM, NOW DAMINOR!’ His dark wolf screamed from the inside. 


His Inner Demon (Badarlph)