Alpha Creed
Alpha Kai's Son.
My father's shadow still dominates the BloodCrest Pack I'm trying to lead; even becoming Alpha didn't change a damn thing.
So I take my anger out on any poor bastard put in the steel ring with me. It calms me, but only for a few hours; because blood-red rage follows me everywhere I go.
It follows me into the cage the night I'm pitted against an opponent half my size.
An opponent with a bigger chest than your average gym buff.
A woman...
I think I'm doing the right thing by refusing the fight because I know this woman will meet Death at my hands. That is, until my wolf growls the word I never expected to hear in the middle of a fight.
MATE.
With a name as sweet as her scent and a right hook to match, I know I can't accept Cherie as my mate. Not with the beast I inherited from my tainted bloodline - a Lycan with a thirst for blood…
So do I reject sweet Cherie to protect her, or do I indulge in the whims of my beast and claim her?
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Cherie
I didn't expect to meet my mate when I decided to step into that ring that night. But the second my wolf recognized its mate, I knew it wouldn't be over.
Creed Volkov is every bit as terrifying as they say, but I won't allow myself to be bullied by another man. I've come here to win; I NEED to win in order to protect those close to me.
Running away from Creed seems like the logical choice, I find myself in that ring with him again.
Why can't I bring myself to say the Rejection Vow?
And why am I suddenly having dreams about a red-haired woman?
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