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ALPHA VINCENT: His Mate's Last Dance

~Audrey, if you dare try to reject me again or even try to think of it, I will take you to the highest mountains, where the whole world can see us, I will claim you as mine and no one else, not even your proclaimed lover can reverse that.~ Audrey Lane, A Mateless She-wolf who was brought up in a brothel as a dancer after her pack was raided and her parents were killed gets herself entangled with Alpha Vincent Cruz; A heartbroken Alpha who was still obsessed with his ex-lover, Hazel, who was a human. Alpha Vince comes from a ruthless werewolf Mafia family. Well-known for their power, wealth, and dominance across many countries. Vince was the oldest son and Alpha of the Blood-Feast Pack. The most-feared werewolf packs in the whole of the city. Powerful and strongest amongst his numerous brothers. Unbeknownst to Audrey that she was Vince's mate. Vince who intended to use Audrey to make Hazel jealous found himself falling deeply for Audrey. After rejecting her for Hazel who came back after three years. Excerpt: I instantly kicked the dress under the bed as I saw Vincent approaching, He was quick to grab my waist and pull me close to his body. "W-what are you doing, Vin?" I asked, my fragile little voice quivering fearfully from his touch. "Sniffing you to find out whose strange scent has covered you all over," Vin spoke under his deep breath and I stared at him questionably, trying to understand what he meant. "That isn't necessary. It was just a dance." I tried to explain to him. "I know, it doesn't change the fact that other men watched and lust over you." "Now tell me, Who was it? I can smell him all over you. tell me! why did he touch you?" He growled at me. I could sense his anger and his gleaming yellow eyes scared me.

Abdulkarim_Latifat · 奇幻言情
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A call

"V- Vincent, no!" I cried out from sleep and jerked up from the bed. Panicking about the nightmare I've just had about Vincent. In the nightmare, he was a monster chasing me in the woods and When he finally caught up to me, Vincent was going to mark me as his. Just when I rushed out of the bed to run towards the door a cold voice called out to me.

"Where are you going?" I heard his cold voice rebeverated in my ears as he called out to me and I turned.

I wasn't alone in the room, Vincent was also here with me. He sat on a Jacquard stool in a corner of the huge room which I didn't notice earlier.

"V.. Vince" I stuttered as I stared at him. He was in a red bathrobe, sitting comfortably and just glaring at me with his sharp piercing eyes.

I stood frozen at the door, exchanging glances with him.