Story Notes

Nina thought her life was finally falling into place.

Fresh out of high school and newly engaged to her longtime boyfriend Frank, she’s swept off her feet by a surprise proposal and the promise of a lavish future. But beneath Frank’s perfect image lies a dangerous secret—one that ties her fate to the man she’s always feared.

Dante is Frank’s older brother: cold, ruthless, and impossible to read. For nearly a year, he’s treated Nina with thinly veiled contempt—yet lately, something has shifted. His gaze lingers. The tension crackles. And no matter how hard they try, they can’t seem to stay away from each other.

When Dante discovers that Frank has the money to repay a half-million-dollar debt—and is deliberately refusing to do so—he decides to collect in the only currency Frank truly values. Nina.

What begins as a hostage situation spirals into something far more dangerous. The pull between Nina and Dante grows undeniable, blurring the lines between hatred, desire, and fate itself. One stolen kiss becomes a secret neither of them can escape… and soon, Nina is forced to question everything she thought she wanted.

Because Dante isn’t just Frank’s brother.

He’s a werewolf.

The future alpha of a powerful pack.

And Nina isn’t just caught in his orbit—she’s his soulmate.

Torn between loyalty and a bond written in blood and moonlight, Nina must decide:

When the truth comes out… will Frank forgive her?

And by then—will she even want him to?

Summary

This is the supernatural version of my book Dante’s parts of the stories are the same but the ends are very different as are some situations in the story. A heat spread through me, feeling him everywhere as his thrust come hard and fast. His lips on my neck spark something at the back of my mind while he kiss and nips at my skin. "Do it!" I scream out. I have no idea what it is that I want him to do, I just know I need it. He lifts his head, locking eyes with me. "Are you sure, Princess? Once I do this there is not going back." My eyes search his as I try to figure out how he knows what I want, but I push the question away deciding it doesn't matter and nod my head frantically. "Yes, Dante! Do it. Please!" His lips crash down on mine for a punishing kiss before he's back at the crook of my neck kissing and lapping at my skin. Running out of patience I whimper and hear a growl from when a burning pain shoots through my neck and shoulder. But as fast as it started it stops and the throbbing between my legs hits and all time high. I clench around him chasing my high when he groans against my neck. As I come back down to earth I feel a pinch on my neck and then his tongue lapping at the site before pressing a kiss to the spot. When the fog clears it dawns on me that he just bit me.

Genre: Scifi/Erotica

Author: Rora prinz

Status: Complete

Chapters: 31

Rating: 5.0 7 reviews

Age Rating: 18+

Chapter 1

Dante’s POV

Perched up on my elbow beside her, I watch her eyes move under her lids while she dreams. I gently brush her long dark hair behind her shoulder to get a look at my mark on the crook of her neck.

When I decided to take her hostage; I didn’t plan on marking her. Making her mine wasn’t part of the plan. Hurting my brother, that’s why I took her.

I planned on breaking her down, to make her miserable. She would be here just long enough to make my brother pay back what he owes me.

I planned to ruin her in the meantime. I thought it would take time to tear down her walls. I’d use her before sending her back.

So, if that was the plan; how the fuck did I get to this place, where I can’t let her go? Where did I go wrong? If I can figure out how to fight our bond I can send her back the way I promised her.

She stopped asking to go home like I asked. Honestly, I didn’t think she would. She's human, it's not like she can feel our bond like a shewolf would.

I had thought that maybe she figured out it wouldn’t get her home any sooner by asking. Now I’m wondering if she feels the same way I do. She may not know why she feels the way she does, but maybe she doesn’t want to leave. Part of me feels giddy thinking she would choose me over my brother.

How I’d love to see the look on his face if she were to choose me. And then, the look on her face when I tell her I don’t want her. It will surely be one of hurt, and shock.

Dropping my eyes from her peaceful face, guilt fills my chest. I think it’s guilt. I’ve never felt guilty about any wrongdoing in my life before. But with this damn bond, the pain in my chest is nearly crippling.

Not being able to take the pain, I decide it’s best if I get away from her.

As I start putting my clothes on, I can’t stop looking at her. Every curve, and line on her body is fucking perfect; and I’ve touched and tasted every inch of it. I succeeded in my plan. I ruined her. I ruined her chance at a perfect life, and a perfect marriage with my brother.

Fuck him and fuck her. That’s what I tell myself as I look back at her one last time before I shut the door behind me.

It’s time to remember why this all happened in the first place.

Time to send her back to nothing. To get back to who I am.

Even if it means killing her along with our broken bond.