Bella Moondragon

Vampires and wolf shifters don't mix--or do they?
Emory
I was born to be the Alpha of my pack, my father's first born daughter. But now... I am here, in the castle of our greatest enemy, the Vampire King. I should hate Kane Alexander, but the more time I spend with him, the more I long for him in ways I cannot understand. I am not here to be his lover, though. I am here to be his feeder, to satisfy his hunger, his thirst for blood. But even before his lips graze my skin the first time, I know I would give myself to him in every way imaginable if only he should ask.
Kane
I long to taste the wolf shifter, but not her blood, her body... her essence. I want her in every way imaginable. But I'm already betrothed to marry another blood-born vampire, and if I call that off, I will have resigned my kingdom to yet another war. There has to be a way to keep Emory Moonraker as my feeder but not claim her in my bed. I just haven't figured it out yet, and every time I look into her jade green eyes, I forget everything and everyone but her. But I have enemies, and every moment she spends here in my home, Castle Graystone, she's in danger. I can protect her, but at what cost? Am I willing to risk everything to make her mine? Or should I put my duty to my kingdom first?
The Vampire King's Feeder is a romance with vampires and wolf shifters from the writer of The Alpha King's Breeder series. It is for mature readers only

The Vampire King's Feeder

Lola wants to see the gardens, so we leave Helga and Nellie to unpack Lola’s things and we make our way outside. Kane insists I have guards with me at all times so we have two guards following behind us, far enough to give us some privacy but always in sight. I bring Lola to the rose garden. I haven’t avoided the place even after that time Opal and her friends tried to attack me there. 


I refuse to let Opal and her ilk drive me away from things I enjoy. The rose garden is a truly beautiful place, and I will continue to visit it. I warn Lola not to touch the rose bushes so she won’t hurt herself on the thorns. Lola gives the roses a minute of her attention before proceeding to try and climb a tree. 


“Be careful,” I warn her. “You could fall.” 


“I’m fine!” she calls out as she climbs up a branch. “I climb trees all the time.” 


Shocked, Relieved, Overjoyed