The Alpha's Warlock (Mismatched Mates #1)

by Eliot Grayson

My heart sank. Ian Armitage. My dead ex-lover Jared’s best friend and cousin, the pack leader's second in command, and one of the most feared werewolves in northern California. And he hated me.

“Bite me,” I muttered, and then quickly added, “Figuratively! Figuratively, Matthew.”

This made me chuckle hehe

Abruptly, he released my throat — and gods help me, I wanted that hand back, pinning me in place, until he used it to push the blankets down, baring me to the knees.

“You're bleeding, you have blood on your hands —” “Don't care,” he grunted. “Long as it isn't yours.”

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