I immediately get out of bed after smelling the delightful scent of sandalwood and cinnamon, comb my hair with my fingers, and straighten my cardigan to make myself appear more put together. The aroma is running down the stairs and down the corridor. I’m being directed toward the prestigious bedrooms. I’m beginning to feel anxious and less enthusiastic. Alpha Maximus, the last lycan Alpha Tate is 22 years old and single. He had a great appearance and was gorgeous. He has piercing brown eyes and light brown hair. His physique is robust, and the massive muscles all over his body are enough to make any women drool. Chapter 2 – Alpha Maximus, The Last Lycan He stared deep into my bright silver and blue eyes. My hands clutched his hand while trying to loosen his grip. I couldn't breathe as he yelled in my face. His hot breath smelled like rotten cheese. I remove my wet cardigan and dress, squeeze the water out of them, and hang them over a broken chair to dry. I've never seen anything like that. She healed you with her bare hands. I don't understand how,’ Nathan confesses, utterly confused.

I’m trying to make you feel better,’ he says with his hands in the air. We look at each other and laugh. Where did Hope go? Because if that’s Hope she is one hot babe!’ Nathan says, and I blush and twirl around. Alpha Max stares at me, grabs me by the waist, lifts me up, and my legs naturally wrap around him. My white dress, not so white anymore, is covered with grime, dust and dirt. The edges are tattered with the odd rip, and the material is thin in places, and has over time, frayed.

I Will Never Be Yours by Melan Pamp

I don't know why he’d want to touch a slave. But if he wants to have his way with you, let him,’ he says, and I burst into tears, and run past him, into the attic.

He lowered his head, breathing in my scent, then forced me up against the wall. He kept touching my face, then ran a finger down my lips as his other hand tried to touch my core.Relax Alpha. We have more wolfsbane if we need it, and these chains are strong. You’ll be fine,’ Nathan says, reassuringly. I nod and watch them leave. I’m feeling a bit groggy from the wolfsbane. I sit staring at the cuffs around my wrists and ankles, and up at the moon hole, waiting for the full moon to phase.