Lycan Lust

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Her scent faintly called to him, lulling him into a precarious state that teetered between domination and fascination. There was no doubt that she was his, but every time he’d closed in on her the past several weeks, she’d disappeared as if some magical force had removed every trace of her from the Earth. But, within a few days, he’d once again catch the sweet aroma of her, and then he’d continue on a trail that he would relentlessly follow until the day he found her or his heart stopped.

A pickup pulled out of a parallel spot in front of him just as he slowed down. He maneuvered easily into the spot that had a sign beside it that said one-hour parking. He smirked at the sign as he started down the sidewalk.

Another parking ticket was probably going to be waiting for him when he got back. He’d just add it to the pile he had already racked up.

He had to find her. One could argue that he had no right to claim her, that she deserved to choose her mate, that she had the right to reject him. He disagreed. The simple truth was, she was his, and he was hers. This fact was dictated by Fate Herself, and as far as he was concerned, no force in Heaven or Hell could alter the silent decree that had been imbedded in him since birth.

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