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The Alpha King And His Human Luna(The Werewolf Throne Legacies Series #2)
Narrated By: Sayo
18hrs 04mins 64 episodes Ongoing
Book 2 Standalone Story
"Whiskey." I barked over the loud music. I leaned my back against the bar, staring out into the crowd. Things were starting to get wild; body shots, drugs, strippers, all started to come out. It smelled like smoke, booze, and cum. That is until the most heavenly smell hit my nose. What was that? Coconut? Vanilla? It was intense and overwhelming, putting my dampened senses on overdrive.
"Whiskey." The bartender called. I turned back to the counter, reaching for the drink, when someone snatched it before I could get to it.
"Hey that\'s mine-" I started to protest, my words falling short when my eyes laid on her. The coconut and vanilla scent was wafting off of her.
"Mate!" Dean yelled in my head.
"It cant be..."
"Oh, I\'m sorry-" She started but stopped, gasping, when her big brown eyes laid on mine. Any thoughts I had about returning to the women at my table were soon forgotten.
"Its fine." I said, taking calculated steps towards her, stalking my prey. She had long, silky black hair, and was about 5\'6\'\', maybe a little less on account of the high heels she had on. She wore a black long-sleeved top and black mini skirt with fishnet stockings and a fake set of cat ears on top of her head. Her makeup matched her outfit, making her look like a black cat with whiskers and all.
"Split it with me?" She said, batting her eyes at me. Her face turned bright red the moment I took it from her.
I took a big gulp then placed the glass on her lips. "Finish it," I said, licking my lips. She hesitated but obeyed, downing the rest. I could see her eyes studying me, not sure what to make of me. Being an Alpha made me bigger and stronger than most. I stood at a comfortable six foot four, my body well sculpted from years of exercise and a killer metabolism. I had thick brown tousled hair, looking more on the wild side than the professional side most days. Add in a pair of vibrant green eyes and, well, I was a lady killer.
"Do you wanna.." She started to ask but blushed again and hung her head, avoiding looking at me.
I took her chin between my thumb and pointer fingers, tilting it up to face me. "Do I want to what?" I asked, stepping closer to her.
She took a deep, steadying breath. "Wanna get out of here?" She said, her eyes filled with lust.
"My place or yours?" I whispered into her ear, my teeth grazing the soft flesh of her neck.
"Yours." She shivered, her hands grabbing onto me for stability.
"Lets go, Kitten." I winked, and she smiled. I led her slowly to the front entrance, my hand on the small of her back.
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