Peter_Ogbudo

Warning ***Excerpt, Mature contents***

"Why did you have to make me suffer?" I paused,

"Do you hate me that much?"

"Isabelle," Dimitri hisses with such venom in his voice.  "You might want to watch your words carefully."


"Don't worry, I'll free you from this burden." I spat.

"Enough!" Dimitri growls 

"I'm going to reject you."

"Enough!" He roars, making me stop.

He grabs my arms, corners me against the wall. My heart is beating rapidly. I see fire in his eyes as he lock me with his body.

"Fuck this! I'm done running from what's has already been decided by fate." With that said, he captures my lips in a fierce kiss. 


Isabella Rosa Santacruz, a witch on the run, she has a dark past and a even darker destiny but worst of all she has been chased her entire life by things that want her dead. When a prophecy is etched in stone that her blood holds the keys to the universe every monster and myth known and unknown on the planet wants to have her for their own personal desires. But her fate soon changes when she stumbles across the powerful lycan Alpha, her mate.

And he is Dimitri Axel Castellan, the most ruthless and feared lycan Alpha famously known as the Blood Alpha. He is also the Alpha of the Blood moon pack, a pack cursed by a witch's dying breath to cease to be of existence on the eleventh blood moon.

What would happen when fate pins in his path the one he hoped he would never find? She is the air that he can't give up, even if it would cost him everything he has, including his life. Will they fall in love? Or will they be able to save themselves from their impending chaos.

BLOOD MOON: The Lycan Alpha's Little Witch

I take a deep gulp. I paused, stunned momentarily at his words, he wanted to fuck me? The way he said it held so much possessiveness. His eyes filled with so much determination.

I know I shouldn't but I couldn't help myself. I leaned in closer to him, capturing his lips firmly in a kiss. I soon realized what I was doing, I was acting out on my lustful desires, I needed to stop.

I pulled away from him, my cheeks flustered from embarrassment. I quickly apologized but before I could get a chance to finish my apology he silenced me with his tongue, possessing my entire being. I didn't fight it, I didn't want to. All I wanted at this moment was all of him.

Our tongues danced with each other, his hands pressed firmly on the nape of my neck. He nibbles at my bottom lip, earning my gasp. Oh, God, why does his kiss feel so good? It makes me feel weak in my knees. It makes me want to surrender everything I have to him.

Submission