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.
"He took me out for the first time. He showed me the world outside of the River Creek pack's gates. I was so happy. I thought of him more than just a brother. He is my savior. He was my savior."
"Do you want me to kill him?" Khaos stroked her hair, they were still in the same position, sitting on the floor. Zuri was straddling him, while Khaos leaned his back lazily against the wall.
The only reason why Khaos had not killed Rhett yet was because of Zuri. She hated him, but he still could see her reluctance to really hurt him. She could kill him if she really wanted to, but the fact that Rhett was still alive was the proof that she still saw him as her loving brother.
"I will be the one, who killed him," Zuri declared, she closed her eyes and focused on Khaos's strong heartbeat.
"Okay." Khaos kissed her forehead.