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"You're mine," Zale growled, his breath hot against Soren's ear. "Every breath, every moan. No one else will ever have you like this." He thrust deeper, claiming his mate with primal intensity.

"Feel that?" he hissed, nails digging into Soren's back. "That's the mark of my possession. You're never escaping me." His eyes glowed with a feral light as he pulled Soren closer, their bodies moving in a fierce, rhythmic dance.

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Zale is a snobbish wolf with severe anger issues. Soren, a tiger shifter, is the only medicine for Zale's issues that affect him because of their childhood connection. 

Regardless of that connection, their relationship was nothing to brag about; it was more akin to that of a master and a pet.

Zale, the domineering master who seeks to destroy everything, particularly his loved ones, once triggered. And Soren, who is in charge of all his tantrums.

He's a good pet, that's for sure.

"If you want me, desire me, even only in the form of a pet. Then you'll get all of me, and I'll make sure of it.”

(I don't own the picture on the cover)

Alpha's Obession : Wild Wolf's Tiger Mate

Avalon stumbled into the house, still feeling the effects of the alcohol. As soon as he entered the living room, he spotted Tomas, curled up on the sofa sleeping. His delicate features softened, his small chest rising and falling with each gentle breath. Avalon couldn't help but sit down beside him, drawn in by the sight.

He hesitated for a moment before reaching out, brushing a thumb across Tomas's soft cheek. The touch made Tomas stir, his eyes fluttering open. At first, he flinched, startled by the contact, but when he saw Avalon, his expression softened.

"You're back…" Tomas whispered, blinking to adjust to the light. "You should've woken me up. I-I'll go set the table for dinner."

But as Tomas moved to sit up, Avalon's hand gently stopped him, his touch firm but not forceful. "No need," Avalon said, his voice slurred. "I already ate."

Can I kiss you?