Chapter 1

Danish D 239 words

“Now, mate. where are my kisses?” the butterflies in my stomach flap their wings angrily and my stomach dips at his words.

“Umm….” I shuffled on my seat trying to tackle his intense gaze. I bit my lip and a growled rumbled in his throat. Fuck that was sexy.

My wolf as if listening his voice scratched her ears. She was more excited than me.

He leaned down so that his lips were bare inches away from me. “Don’t bite it. I want to do that.” He whispered huskily. His minty sweet breath invaded my nostrils and I lost the contact with my surroundings. At that moment what matters to me was his presence and his goddamn sexy lips.

I swear I saw galaxies in his eyes. His eyes were so mesmerizing, it was like they were pulling me closer with the intense gravity to collide with them. for….

For a big bang. I closed my eyes and he closed the distance between us. His lips touched mine and my insides melt under his hot breath. He deepens the kiss and plunged his tongue inside my mouth.

He was the prince of darkness and she was the morning sunshine. He was despair. She was the hope. He was cursed and she was the blessing.

The tale about the cursed alpha on his path of self-destruction and his mate who can gave his hidden feelings life and meaning.

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