To Catch a Fae (Winter's Thorn #0.5)

by Mila Young

You’re so much more than insane, little wolf.

Let them hate you. His voice broke through the music. As long as they fear you, little wolf, you will be fine.

I want you to be mine. To tremble under my touch, to scream my name. To love my bad behavior.

Trust was the kind of word that grew thorns and drew blood when you least expected it.