Ragnar Lunaris
'I couldn't stop thinking about the silver haired alpha. It has been so long since I got interested in a woman, they all seemed too boring and predictable. But her, she was different…fresh fire, ready to burn through everything. No, she's the fire raging through my veins.’
He took a deep breath and leaned back into his soft leather chair, twirling a ballpoint pen between his fingers absentmindedly. His brain was filled with lustful thoughts about Amaya, and he couldn't help but replay the scene of him kissing her over and over again.
He wanted her. It had been long since he had felt this intense desire to obtain something. 'Amaya Frost, you won’t be able to run far. What I want I get, and you must submit to me, Alpha King or not.'
A knock distracted him from his lustful
