The dominant wolf shifter never thought his fated mate would fall onto the doomed planet where he was exiled. When I do, he thinks it’s the best day of his life. It’s the worst for me. I escaped being a breeder to a cruel king, only to have my spaceship crash on a lawless planet where nine clans fight to the death to claim me. I try to flee, but the shifter tracks me down. He fucks me, believing I’m his mate, but when he finds out who I truly am—a leopard princess whose father slaughtered his family—he looks at me with hatred. Yet he can’t let me go. His body craves mine too much, but his pack can’t allow me to live. He must choose—put down his fated mate or defend me and lose everything.
In an instant, the wolf shifted.
A naked, gorgeous man stood before me and held out his hand. "Come with me."
I blinked. My lips parted, but no words came out. So, I closed them.
I didn't slide my hand into his, but I shot past him, hoping I could outrun him,and the freaks would be more interested in the newcomer than in me.
The flying beasts stopped chasing altogether.
"They're Furies." The man caught up with me easily and ran beside me. "They don't come to the territory of the City of Nine, unless Akem orders them."
So,I'd crashed to the City of Nine.
This post-apocalyptic city was full of bloodthirsty savages and the jungle was guarded by winged beasts. And Akem, whoever he was, might be more terrifying.
The man seemed to read my mind. "All nine clans here originated from other planets and galaxies, but the jungle belongs to Akem."
"Who'she or she?"
"No one who has seen his true form still lives. Some say he's an ancient elemental entity, who causes ships to fall and feeds on their energy. His deadly jungle is home to creatures of nightmares. Furies are only one of the monsters. No one can enter Akem's jungle and come out in one piece, except for the Wickedest Witch."
"Who is the Wickedest Witch?" I asked. "How wicked is she?"
The man glanced at me. "It's a long story. I'll tell you another time."
I hadn't expected to come to a fairy land, but I hadn't completely believed the existence of the realm of nightmares either. Not until now.
Where else could I go?
The man slowed down when he saw I tried so hard to catch my breath.
"I'm Antonio Evans," he said, not breaking a sweat. "I'm the general of the Wolf Clan. I'll take you to the Keep."
I stopped. "No."
He also halted and stared at me, as if I were an idiot, and I stared back.
He had a sculpted face, a sturdy jaw, a slightly crooked yet strong nose that seemed to have been broken more than once, and sensual lips. For a brief moment, I wondered how it would feel to have those lips kiss mine.
I blinked back to reality.
A gust of wind blew, and he sniffed.
Something like shock flashed in his blue eyes, then they turned indigo in an instant,like the color of the ocean at midnight. Fire arose from their depths, emitting heat and caressing my body.
Liquid flame materialized from the ether, licking between my thighs.
An unseen force brushed open my folds like thumbs, letting the fire course through my channel.
It burned but caused no pain; only desire throbbed in me, demanding to be filled. To be filled this man.
I'd never felt like this before. I licked my lips and swept a glance at the wolf.
He gazed at me as if he'd never seen anything quite like me. As if he'd just found an unforeseen fortune and couldn't believe his luck.
