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Amara Aldritch is a free spirit and is in no hurry to settle down and find her mate. She prefers her own company. Her father, Alexander the Alpha of her pack, fed up with his daughter's dismissal of tradition chooses a mate for her. Amara runs away, and in the process gets chased and nearly captured by hunters. Kieran Quinn, Alpha of the centuries old rival pack, swoops in and rescues Amara from certain death, but does he have his own sinister intentions with the young she-wolf from the pack whose Alpha he is sworn to hate? Amara begins to discover that not all is what it seems to be, when it comes to Kieran, or her own self as odd things begin to happen and a centuries old blood line that Amara didn't realize she had wakes up deep inside of her.
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I moved my finger, drawing heart patterns on Kieran's chest while his fingers raked through my hair.
"I suppose eventually we should leave the room." I said. "The rest of the pack might be worried." I giggled.
"I'll tell them exactly what happened, you've kept me hostage in here for the last two days you bloody little enchantress." Kieran chuckled.
"Oh like you haven't enjoyed it." I pushed his shoulder playfully. "If I had known it was so much fun we'd have done this ages ago." I said and gave him a devilish smirk.
"You were too busy yelling at me and pretending you didn't like me ages ago." Kieran smiled. "However you are right, We should venture out of the room."
"Or... we could not."
"Eventually we have to eat. Sable was not amused when I asked her to bring our breakfast to the room this morning." Kieran laughed. "I'm afraid if I asked again she'd poison us."
