Take Me To Hell, Alpha!

Aimee’s P.O.V

Waves of desire rendered me useless as he used the hand on my neck to steer me into the room he unlocked and deposited me on the bed that sat in the center.

Aside from the red lights, I couldn’t take in anything else as my eyes blurred and my heart pounded furiously. I think I was going into heat. I tried to fight it but when I lifted my lashes, Logan was staring down at me—no hint of amusement on his face, just stark, primitive hunger and an implacable determination in his eyes that sent alarm feathering down my spine.

I jerked my head as the door opened and a beautiful woman stepped into the room, instantly going on her knees.

“Welcome to my Harem,” Logan growled, foiling my attempt to scramble off the bed by coming down beside me and pinning me to the mattress with insulting ease.

“What are you doing?” I tried to scream, but my voice came out as a breathless whisper as he wrapped a hand around my neck. Then his other hand feathered down to the strap of my dress, and I