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The Supreme Alpha

Duke lost his family during the werewolf war and Seraphina became his light in the darkness. Duke is adamant about protecting Seraphina and reclaiming what was his by birth, even if he needs to risk his life by awakening the powerful beast that sleeps within him. Seraphina paid a heavy price in exchange to be with the love of her life. Others made that choice for her. She is determined to get stronger so that she can regain what's lost, and she swore to secure everything that's dear to her. Will she be able to fulfill that promise when the man she loves needs to risk his life if he wants to live? Join Seraphina and Duke as they uncover their pasts and build their future while fighting against the vicious creatures who see them as a threat. --- FL and ML are both strong, smart, and they would do anything for each other. Expect drama, mystery, and romance in a modern fantasy setting. If you are under age 18 or sensitive to adult content, I suggest you skip this novel. This is the second book in the series Amara, and you can read it independently. --- Book 1 in the Amara series, "Amara - Reunion", will give you a better understanding of the hardships Seraphina and Duke went through in order to be together. --- Connect with me and other fellow readers, and see additional photos. Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/RedSonia.Novels Discord: https://discord.gg/cFaejHB Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/redsonia_novels/ --- I own the cover. --- Give my other novels a try!

RedSonia · Fantasy
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An unannounced guest

Author's note: This is from Seraphina's point of view

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There is nothing better than waking up in Duke's arms.

Duke's solid body, his warmth, and my favorite scent of pine trees mixed with the ocean are perfectly described as a place where I belong. Home.

I love to study every curve of Duke's sleeping face. And Duke is much more than just a pretty face. His chiseled body is made for the pleasure of all senses, and when we are snuggled this close, I get to feel every bump and groove that reminds me of the naughty things we did.

I can't believe that I have the privilege of being his.

It feels like a dream to the point that I would look at him in the morning and wonder if I'm still dreaming. It's that good.

"Good morning, gorgeous…", he murmured while tightening his hold on me.

Somehow, he can feel when I'm awake even if I don't move.

"Good morning, handsome…", I returned the greeting and watched as his lips lifted into a smile.