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Mia.

It’s been two weeks since my encounter with King Miller Lycan, demon, and he’s been on my mind ever since.

My dreams are filled with him and the alpha. I get heated sensual nightmares that leave me panting when I wake up, and my moisture drenches my pants. I gasp. What happened to me? Why do I keep having dreams about him?

DREAMS.

Miller shifts his agitated stare at my naked body, and I watch as he does so. He moved dangerously close, yanking me closer to his arm as he smelled my scent.

I bit her bottom lip. He kissed and sucked on the curve of my neck as he proceeded down to it, and I let out a quiet groan. He whirled me around to face him. He raises my head so I can gaze into his eyes.

As lust glints in his eyes, I am startled by his ocean blue look. I attempt to get free from his grip, but he has such a firm grip on me. He lays me down on the bed and begins to place sweet kisses around my neck. Our tongues dance together as he intensifies the kiss. He crushes his lips against