Miller Jones, Lycan King.

We both share the same bed. She’s naked and blissfully asleep in my arms. I take in her beauty, purity, and tranquility. I’m satisfied with the moment since I can feel her warmth radiating from her body. I gently kiss her forehead and whisper. She is very stunning. I keep looking and cherishing my mate. I never want to be with him. The mate who irritates and feels hostility toward her most. The mate that I want to kill. In my eyes, the mate seems to be an adversary. Her excitement hit me again as she twisted in my arms. It’s quite powerful, and it immediately...