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Under the Alpha's Spell

When young witch Raven kills a werewolf in self-defense, she has no idea of the severity of her actions. In order to stop a war, Raven is sent to serve Alpha Alaric, a dangerous man whose hatred of witches is well known. As Raven acclimates to her new life amongst the enemy, she is shocked to realize that her intense attraction to Alaric is reciprocated. Will Raven survive amongst the werewolves and stop a war…or will she be overtaken by the dangerous passion that threatens to consume her. “‘I trust this will suit your purposes,’ he says. A big four poster bed sits in the middle of the room with. ‘My purpose of sleeping? I would think so,’ I retort and he growls in response. He stalks towards me and I back up until my knees hit the bed. “You’ve got quite the mouth on you, Raven. But I don’t believe it’s being properly utilized,” he whispers in a sexy voice. His lips are so close to mine they are almost touching and I exhale a shallow breath. I’m frozen where I stand, caught in a trance. I feel overwhelmed by him and I tell myself I’m not enjoying it. But I know deep down that it’s not true. Something is anchoring me to him that I can’t explain. I shiver in response to his proximity and he lets out an almost imperceptible growl. I feel compelled to reach up and touch his face, to move my mouth closer so he has better access. I’m the one that’s a witch, but I find myself bound under the Alpha’s spell.” Under the Alpha's Spell is created by Jessica Nicole, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Jessica Nicole · 幻想
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77 Chs

Chapter 14: It's a Trap

Alaric POV

She’s been avoiding me for two days. Who am I kidding? I have been avoiding her too. I regret how cruel I was to her, but I don’t regret pushing her away. I can’t fall into the same trap my father did and I know if I do we both will get hurt in the end. Emotionally for sure, and maybe something even worse. She called me out for the coward I am and it hit home. I know I should apologize but it’s probably better if she hates me.

If she knew how she made me feel when I saw her respond when I spanked her. If she only knew how I felt in that moment. I felt the mate pull towards her from the very beginning, but that experience cemented in my mind that no other woman would ever satisfy me again. No other woman would come close to comparing to her.