Melaninpapi

“I, Alpha Michael Goldline of the Night Fang pack, reject you, Ariana Davids, as my mate.” He said, and my lips parted. I couldn’t say a word. I simply stared into his eyes, watching him, looking into his cold green eyes. 

Everything faded into the background. All the sounds, faces… everything. All I could see was him, as his words replayed in my head.

I, Alpha Michael Goldline…

Michael rejected me. In front of everyone. 

… NightFang pack, reject you…

This was our chance. What was he doing? 

… Ariana Davids as my mate.

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"Rejected by her pack and the boy she loved." 

Anna thought she'd never find her place in the world. But when a chance encounter with the ruthless Lycan King Luke sparks a passionate romance, she must confront the secrets of her past and the danger of their forbidden love. Amidst war and ancient curses, Anna is torn: will she embrace their destiny together or will their love be torn apart by the very forces that brought them together?

Bonded to Her Cursed Lycan

Esme slashed my face, with her claws, taking advantage of my distraction, using the opportunity to free her neck from my grip. A wave of heat rose through me. She'd caught me unawares, and it stung so hard that my claws swiped out in a flash, slashing her across her chest.

She fell back, staggering, and I advanced on her. With a clenched jaw, she raised her claws to deliver a striking blow that would probably rip my skin out, but I'd delivered a quick backhanded slap that sent her spiraling to the rough grass.

She grunted, as her hair poured all over her face in waves. She tried to rise, but she seemed to have hurt herself.

I went to her, dragging her by the collar, but I didn't see it coming. She suddenly had a knife twisted in my shoulder, close to my heart. A sinister laugh bubbled yo her throat, as pain shot through my shoulder, rendering that arm useless.

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