Chapter 8

• In the mountain, wolves howled at the moon, flesh banged against flesh, and unmated werewolves sought their mates and moaned.
• Alpha Dante approached the mountain, his presence sending shivers down the spines of those in his realm. With a quick peek at them as he approached, they were all gone. An echo of his people's voice rang out throughout the mountain, "Long live, Your Majesty!"
• His lips parted as one of the pretty ladies came forward to him. Bowing, she followed her gaze up to his face from his feet. "Supreme Alpha!" she said as she walked up to him. Unlike him, who let his wolf take control of him, he stood still. He could not allow it to occur in order to compel the women to approach him more closely.