Jirogzy's Book
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Addicted to the Alpha-rogue
He moves like a panther. Targeted. Confident. Precise. His gaze never leaves mine. As he comes closer, the heady scent of wood, pine and earth, fills my nostrils. Intoxicating. I breathe him in greedily as I instinctively lean closer. Who the hell is this guy? Is there some sort of rogue model agency in the forest I'm unaware of? "You're a rogue?" When Layla becomes bound to Aurthor, the heir of Crystal blood pack, a ruthless and heartless man, she thinks her life is over. Little does she know her life will change the moment she gets lost in the woods. Faced with werwolf-rogues and on the verge of death, a series of events leads her to question if the myth she's heard all her life about them, is true. She's faced with a difficult decision to make. Will she claim Roman as her mate and damn the consequences that follow, or will she lead a life of horror?