Destined for the Lycan Prince HUNTER

Leila gasped as Hunter pulled her behind the crumbling stone shed, his muscular body pressing her against the rough wall. His eyes smoldered with an intense hunger as his gaze raked over her.

"I can't keep pretending anymore," he growled, his voice thick and gravelly. "Being around you is torturing me with how much I want you."

Before she could respond, his mouth crashed against hers in a searing, demanding kiss. She melted into him as his hands roamed hungrily over her curves. When he finally broke the kiss, his sharp incisor teeth had extended, grazing her tender lip.