Wolf Submission 1 – 3

In this bundle, you will find innocent young submissive humans submitting for Alpha werewolves in every way imaginable.

Ruined Innocence

Anna is eighteen when she meets the man she's supposed to love for the rest of her life. The self-made millionaire is older, more experienced, and a lot bigger than her. She is even more intimidated when she realizes that he is a werewolf. She's heard stories about werewolves sharing their lovers and how huge they can grow. She isn't prepared for him to be so kind and gentle with her, taking his time to make sure she is comfortable with every little development in their lives. Little does she know that he is only conditioning her to accept the changes to come…

Massage Therapy

When Savannah is asked to accompany her brother’s fiancée to a spa, she thinks of it as an opportunity to relax from her strenuous college classes. What she isn’t expecting is for her masseur to be a werewolf who’s not only ready to massage all the stress from her body, but also introduce some other form of relaxation. Just what kind of spa did her brother’s fiancée bring her to?! She finds out quickly that her future sister-in-law to be into some seriously kinky stuff.

Mating Moon

Emma has just celebrated her eighteenth birthday, which means she is no longer under the protection of her foster werewolf pack. She is expecting things to be done the proper way, for proposals to be sent her way and she can sit comfortably in front of a crackling fireplace and flip through all the werewolves interested in her as she sips a mug of hot cocoa. Instead, she is driven out the woods and set free like some sort of misbehaving pup. She does the only thing she can and runs, werewolves hot on her trail.

This supernatural romance bundle has werewolves that aren't just generously endowed in all the right ways. They're downright savage when it comes to claiming what's theirs. Go ahead, take a peek inside…

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Excerpt from Mating Moon:

They had blindfolded her in the car on the way to the forest, like they were worried that she would find her way back if they didn't take precautions.

She rolls her eyes at the thought. The more she thinks about it, the less sorry she is about them giving up on her so easily.

The new pack, the one that had challenged her current caretaker for her, had rattled them so completely that she had caught them discussing with the authorities a late that evening, asking if they were in any danger. She had been so naive then, thinking that they are worried about her safety when all they were worried about was their own.

It should have warned her. She could have had a head-start if she had started running when she overheard them. Instead, she had gone on blind faith that they would keep her safe for longer, that they would wait until the government officials come for her in the morning.

She had been so stupid, and now she's paying for it.

A rumbling snarl echoes through the trees and she stumbles in her surprise. Her heart jumps up her throat like it's trying to escape through her mouth. She yelps, and steadies herself with a palm on the forest floor. It comes away damp with mud and she has to make herself to get back up and continue running.

The wolf is close. She needs to run further.

Howls respond from all around her, some closer than others. The entire pack is coming for her. The forest isn't large enough for her to hide in, not when she's stinking of fear and anticipation.

She draws a deep, shuddering breath and keeps running. She is curious to meet her new pack, but not curious enough to stop and let them have their way with her.

She needs to run.

It is at times like this that she wishes she was normal. That she wasn't a human born with the ability to carry werewolf pups. Werewolves lost the ability to carry on the genetics that allows them to shift into werewolves decades ago, or to pass it on with a mere bite. The only way for a werewolf to have children that are like them is if they have a human companion. It is what makes them so special. It is also what makes having them dangerous. Only the strongest packs have human companions because only the strongest packs can keep them.

She scoffs.

A sharp howl goes up right behind her, so close that she can feel it vibrating through her bones. She freezes and twists around to stare in the dark. The forest is too thick for her to see anything. “Who's there?” she calls out, not really expecting an answer. She jumps when she does.

«Stop running, little lamb…"