* While pinning my hands to the wall, behind my head, he leans close into me. Hoping for a kiss, I close my eyes subconsciously... "Oh. Sorry you can't get what you want." He breathes into my ears and step back, with a sly smirk on his face. "You keep me locked up here while getting warm in the sheets with another woman." I shout back at him. "She's what I want, not you." "Then let me go." I mutter, hoping my low voice will change his stone cold heart. "No. You will live here with me for as long as I want, be my puppet, and when the time comes, I'll do what I want with you." He orders in his thick voice and slams the door behind him as he leaves. I watch silently, all my anger deflated and fall flat on the bed with my face up. * Crystal Lucario Davenport is the only human in a werewolf town. Her parents were on the run from loan sharks and ended up settling down at a weird close knit community in which they had absolutely no idea was a Werewolf town. Rogues infiltrate the town on a particular night and her parents died in the process leaving her to thrive alone in the town. She grew up hating werewolves with all her might, most especially the Alpha whom she specifically blames for the fate of her parents that night. Alpha Damien Colden is a cold, terribly cold Alpha but a wolf that every female wolf can die for and one that every woman wishes to be with for just a night. He thinks he has lived long enough not to worry about a mate because he has every woman he wants at his beck and call. But when his adviser starts to nag him about finding his mate, he gets irritated at the word Mate. And the Pack Council brings up the issue once again, he hesitantly gives in to half heartedly looking for her. He didn't even try for a long time before Crystal comes into his life. With a very cold tub of Ice Cream and a really venomous mouth...