A mate who does not want her, a pack which does not leave a chance of tormenting her, a second chance mate who uses her for his own sick pleasures, a life which has always let her down- How will Amphitrite cope through it all?
A mate who does not want her, a pack which does not leave a chance of tormenting her, a second chance mate who uses her for his own sick pleasures, a life which has always let her down- How will Amphitrite cope through it all?
"I want you." With a touch as light as a feather, Cillian hooked a thick finger under her chin to get a better look at her face. "Look at me."
Slowly, her eyes cracked open, but she didn't dare meet...