lucy_mumbua

What do you do when your brother dies because of some entitled assholes? You go undercover.

My real name? Clare. But at school, I’m Clause—just another guy blending in. Disguised. Watching. Yes, a boy. No, it's not an all-boys school—I'm just deep undercover, hunting down the bastard responsible for my brother’s suicide. Nobody—and I mean nobody—messes with my precious brother and gets away with it. They better pray I never find them, because when I do? Death will be a mercy, and trust me—I don’t do mercy.

And as for the egotistical Alpha and the narcissistic Vampire Prince? They can go fuck themselves. I don’t do mates, I don’t do claiming, and I sure as hell don’t do them.

Claimed by the Alpha and the Vampire Prince: Masquerading as a Man

MASS RELEASE

That pathetic little human boy was driving my wolf insane.

It was unnatural. Impossible. Wrong.

From the first moment I saw him, something inside me snapped, something primal and uncontrollable. A feeling I didn't understand. A pull I refused to acknowledge.

I had been raised on strength, on dominance, on knowing my place at the top of the chain. I had never been weak. Never hesitated. Never second-guessed myself.

He was fragile, insignificant—a human. Worse, a man.

I was never a homosexual. Not even bisexual.

I liked women. Big, curvy, soft. My wolf worshipped them. We were obsessed with them—their scent, their warmth, the way they would submit beneath us. That was how it had always been. That was what felt right.

Pathetic Human