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The Alpha and His Outlander Luna

Tara Landon has never experienced love–even worse–she’s endured a lifetime of beatings. After reaching her breaking point, she decides to run away to start a new life without anyone pinning her down or holding her back. However, not far into her journey, she is intercepted by soon-to-be alpha Victor Bane, a brooding, mysterious, emerald-eyed man. The thought of him scares Tara as much as it arouses her. She doesn’t think much of the encounter until she learns that…oh, she’s destined to be Luna of Victor’s pack. The freedom she sought is quickly ripped away from her and she must make a decision: to accept or reject her fated mate. – “I have you for a lifetime, Tara. I can be patient,” he relayed with an erotic moan. He looked me in the eyes, as I gestured for him to unbutton my blouse. I whispered, “You might be patient, Victor. But, it isn’t polite to keep a woman waiting.” “What will it take for you to say yes?” he asked lustfully. “Something you can’t give.”

Tina Freemoon · Fantasía
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200 Chs

Chapter 32: Marked or Married

Tara POV

Victor and I went to the lake. The surface of the water was perfectly still and glassy, reflecting the starry sky like diamonds. Looking up and looking down looked exactly the same. I’d never seen anything so beautiful in nature before.

“Wow,” I whispered, looking up at the sky.

Victor came up behind me and slipped his arms around me. He pressed his hands against my stomach and kissed my neck.

“I knew you’d like it,” he purred, brushing his nose along the back of my neck.

“It is so beautiful here. It looks like millions of little diamonds all around us,” I said.

“Diamonds. Do you like diamonds?” he asked.

I giggled and pulled away from him. “I think they are pretty,” I said. I thought it was an odd question, but Victor seemed to have a hidden agenda.

Victor smirked at me. He lifted his arms and I thought he was going to grab me again. I giggled and danced away from him, but when I looked back, he’d pulled his shirt off.

“What are you doing?” I asked.