SHE'S THE LUNA I WANT

What will happen when two Alpha Bloods collide?

Will sparks fly or will the battle for supremacy begin? 

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"Leave." A groan left my throat before I shut my eyes, trying to erase the image of her nakedness, but my action was futile — no matter how I tried to block it off, her alluring body kept seeping into my head.

"Are you losing it? Should I start commanding you to undress for me, Alpha?" Her voice came out so seductive that my throat suddenly felt too dry.

I wanted nothing but to give in. But this was all wrong. I shouldn't cross the line between us.

"I believe you have forgotten that I am the Alpha of this pack." I opened my eyes, hands coiling into fists.

"And I think you forgot that I am an Alpha as well. You can't tell me what to do, Jace."

I let a smug smirk form on my lips before I locked eyes with the beautiful lioness in front of me. 

"How sure are you that I can't tell you what to do?" I licked my lips as I began to unbuckle my belt. "On your knees, Amara..."

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Alpha Jace Galhart had always known what he wanted from the start: to be the perfect Alpha for his pack while waiting for his fated mate. He thought he was doing well until Amara came and showed him that perhaps breaking the rules he set for himself wasn't that bad at all.

JACE.

‘Alpha, I bumped into Lady Amara. She was running toward the forest line and told me not to follow her. I think something happened to her. She looked bad.’

I kept repeating the warrior’s words in my head as my wolf, Zero, hiked up his speed, heading in the direction where we thought we could find her. My heart was pounding too hard, worried that something bad had happened to her. And, knowing Amara, she was the last female on the planet that would seek help.

My name is Jackson Galhart, or you can call me Jace.

Tomorrow, I will step up as the new Alpha of the Black Shadow Pack, something I have spent my whole life preparing for.

Just a moment ago, I was standing on the training ground, watching as my father, Alpha Jacob Galhart, spent the last night of being an Alpha in friendly combat with his most trusted men, his Beta and Gamma.

Pride rose in my chest as I watched my father display all the skills he learned and acquired through the years. He was a great Alpha and even a greater warrior.

He might be in his forties, but he was still capable of rendering anyone immobile with his combat skills. But with him fighting both Beta Gavin and Gamma Aaron, who were almost on par with him, I doubted if any of them would end up submitting. They were by far the best fighters in this pack, and my only hope was