WARNING! -DARK ROMANCE- A shifter will only have mate from their kind, but what happens if you are the last creature of your kind? Lycan. He is the last of his kind and is the most terrifying type of shifter. But, as scary as he was, he was alone. However, in order to survive, you don’t have to be the strongest, just deadliest. *** He looked at her like he had never seen anyone before. The sight of her calmed the rush in his ears, the beat of his heart and finally he was able to focus again… “She is no longer your responsibility. She is mine to deal with now,” the lycan said.
"You accepted the offer," Zuri asked, she stared at Khaos, still sitting on the bed, naked. She was not happy to hear this news, especially when the first thing that he did in the early morning was meeting with another woman.
'The first thing I did was kissing you, not meeting her.'
Khaos corrected her when Zuri had this yet another ridiculous complain, but she retorted that it didn't count, since she couldn't confirm that, as she was asleep.
"Yes, it will be less messy and it will quicken the plan." Khaos approached his unhappy mate. Zuri had this habit to press her lips tightly into thin line whenever she was annoyed. "This is your plan, remember? She came here to tell us that she and Wolfdale kingdom accepted our deal."