Crossed Fates

Welcome to the Kingdom of Wolves. Careful. These Alphas bite. Alaric I hate vampires. I hate hybrids more. Particularly, the one I’m hunting now. The bastard took something that belongs to me. My mate. I haven’t met her yet, but I can smell her–that sweet, delectable heat that calls to my inner beast. Mmm, I can’t wait for a taste. However, I need to save her first. Then I can claim her. Does she sense me coming for her? Are her thighs quaking with the need to be possessed by my hands? I hope she kneels for me. I hope she begs me to complete our bond. Only, when I find her, she doesn’t do any of those things. Instead, she tries to kill me. Now it’s not the hybrid I’m hunting; it’s her–the stubborn female with no interest in our destined bond. Oh, but she’ll bow for me eventually. They always do. And when I win her over, I’m going to make her crawl. You can run, sweetheart, but you can’t hide. I’ll always find what’s mine. Makayla One minute, I’m minding my own business, and the next, I end up in a realm that isn’t my own. I thought maybe it was the fruity concoction of a drink the bartender had given me, but no, this is real. Too real. What’s worse? Some asshole hybrid has taken me as his new pet. He likes that I’m a shifter who won’t break. Well, as soon as I figure a way out of this cage, I’m going to give him a whole new lesson in destruction. Except some alpha wolf beat me to the punch. Literally. Now he claims I’m his fated mate. Ha. Over my dead body. Or, more accurately, his dead body, since I threw a dagger at his chest instead and got the hell out of Dodge. Now he’s hunting me and making me feel things I don’t want to feel. So I’ll keep running until I can find my way home because no way am I going to give in to his fate. Catch me if you can, Alpha. But I’ll never bow. Not even to my supposed mate. Authors’ Note: Crossed Fates is a standalone shifter romance with dark undertones. Alaric is all possessive alpha wolf, and Makayla is all fiery stubborn female. Together, they’re explosive and passionate. There will be heat. There will be death. There will be biting. Enjoy.