Morgan
Looking at the sleeping she-wolf on my sofa, I chuckle as I sip on my coffee, and focus on my work. Liora mustn’t have noticed the sleeping drug I had spread throughout her meal, as she happily ate everything.
I have a feeling her wolfsbane is starting to wear off, meaning my plan will have to be moved up by a day. In two days’ time, I will have to use the drugs my scientists have been working on and force Liora into an early heat. From there, it will become easier to mate her and make her mine.
My c**k twitches at the thought of filling the she-wolf whose scent of cinnamon and sugar fills my nose. I stopped using Kacey when she made it known that Liora would stop getting to know me if I slept with another wolf, but my desire to f**k something has been growing with every interac
