Vampire princesses can’t be tamed… unless it’s by a dominant Alpha desperate to make her his mate.
~ EXCERPT ~My life of looking for love and sex in all the wrong places was done. I wanted more in a man and a relationship, and Jackal for damn sure wasn’t it.
His lips curled up into a sensual smile with beautiful whites on display. I bit back the hysterical bubble of laughter at the cocky, sexy smile that I was positive had countless women—Others and humans alike—melting at his feet.
“Why else?” I replied.
His smile disappeared.
My eyes widened with fake dismay. “Oh… I see. You actually thought I was interested in being a member of your freaky sex circus.” I patted him on the head like a puppy. “Sorry. Not interested.”
His canines lengthened to menacing points.
I bit back a snicker before saying, “Why are you mad? Just suck it up, buttercup.”
With beefy arms crossed and eyes disapprovingly staring at me, he replied, “Let’s get one thing clear, vampire. I’m not interested in sleeping with you. All I’m saying is I’m here for you if you need anything.”
I snorted. Uh-huh.
I cocked my head. “Okay, I’m going to break it down for you like you’re a two-year-old because I have places to be tonight. I’m not interested in being your next fuck toy. Besides, you and I know I’m not your type.”
“Type?” he growled.
“A woman who’s not afraid to knock your cocky ass down a couple notches. Good night, shifter.”