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BLOOD MOON: The Lycan Alpha's Little Witch

Warning ***Excerpt, Mature contents*** "Why did you have to make me suffer?" I paused, "Do you hate me that much?" "Isabelle," Dimitri hisses with such venom in his voice. "You might want to watch your words carefully." "Don't worry, I'll free you from this burden." I spat. "Enough!" Dimitri growls "I'm going to reject you." "Enough!" He roars, making me stop. He grabs my arms, corners me against the wall. My heart is beating rapidly. I see fire in his eyes as he lock me with his body. "Fuck this! I'm done running from what's has already been decided by fate." With that said, he captures my lips in a fierce kiss. Isabella Rosa Santacruz, a witch on the run, she has a dark past and a even darker destiny but worst of all she has been chased her entire life by things that want her dead. When a prophecy is etched in stone that her blood holds the keys to the universe every monster and myth known and unknown on the planet wants to have her for their own personal desires. But her fate soon changes when she stumbles across the powerful lycan Alpha, her mate. And he is Dimitri Axel Castellan, the most ruthless and feared lycan Alpha famously known as the Blood Alpha. He is also the Alpha of the Blood moon pack, a pack cursed by a witch's dying breath to cease to be of existence on the eleventh blood moon. What would happen when fate pins in his path the one he hoped he would never find? She is the air that he can't give up, even if it would cost him everything he has, including his life. Will they fall in love? Or will they be able to save themselves from their impending chaos.

Peter_Ogbudo · 奇幻言情
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88 Chs

Twenty questions

Isabella's Point Of View 

I winced as rays of the morning sun tickle my eyes awake. When I open them, the first thing I notice is that Dimitri is missing. Was last night only a dream? I thought, an amazing dream. I got dressed in his long black shirt, which stopped right on my thighs. It felt really so intimate wearing his clothing.

I trudged out of the room. Dimitri's safe house was quite bigger than I had realized yesterday. There were countless doors that led only god knows where. I finally stumbled upon the kitchen downstairs, my eyes darted on the topless figure that stood there. Dimitri was looking hot as he prepared breakfast, and by the smell of it, it was good.

But something else got my attention, it was a large tattoo on his back. It was a tattoo of a blue butterfly. My stomach ties into a knot upon seeing it.

'It's him?' I thought 'He is the one mom told me about, the man with the butterfly tattoo.'