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Levi Baxter is a strictly respected and powerful alpha. After spending years in search of his mate, he reluctantly accepts that he is not meant to have one. That is until he catches the scent of a beautiful female his brother saved at a gas station. When his eyes land on Doriane, everything changes for Levi. Doriane Scott has a past she is trying to leave behind. While escaping her abusers one frightening night, she is saved by a stranger who brings her into the hands of the most dangerous-looking man she has ever laid eyes on. Can Doriane overcome her past to find safety in the arms of Levi, who promises her protection and much more? As Levi helps Doriane fight her demons, he finds everything is working against him. Can the couple handle the onslaught of troubles wanting to tear them apart? Or is it all too much for them to handle? **Disclaimer: This is my first werewolf novel and I just wanted to try it out. It is cheesy, so read at your own risk! Comment and let me know how I can improve.

Romance / Fantasy
Alexis Porter
4.7 14 reviews
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Chapter 1 - Doriane

Doriane stumbled along the pavement, her flip-flop temporarily slipping out from her foot.

She held back a whimper as she stopped to slip of her shoe. She turned rapidly and darted back onto the street.

She had to get out of here. Oliver was going to kill her.

She could hear the steps behind her coming closer, a result of her slight setback. Her mind was fogged with fear as she swung her arms harder, willing her body to propel faster. Her injured foot cried in protest at her quick pace and lack of support, but she couldn’t afford to take a break.

A gas station appeared before her and she bolted for the slight glimmer of hope. Her legs pumped under her.

She felt her flimsy shoe slip off her foot again, but she refused to turn back this time. They were far too close. Just a few more steps and she would be safe.

She flew past the few cars that were parked and slammed her small body into the door of the gas station.

Doriane let out a whine when she realized the door refused to open. She pulled the handle, but the door remained shut once more.

Realizing she was trapped, she ran down the sidewalk, towards the few cars that were there.

Cars meant people.

Although people aren’t always safe, Doriane could almost guarantee they were better than him.

The air was pulled from her lungs as her hair was yanked. Hard. She felt tears gather in the corner of her eyes from both the pressure to her skull and her fear.

She grabbed the hand tangled in her blonde hair and tried to pry the fingers from the delicate strands. She heard him heave in some deep breaths before he pulled her harder, back in the direction of the dark road she had come from.

“You useless piece of junk,” the familiar man sneered, his hot breath skimming over her ear from how close he had pulled her to him. “You don’t ever run away from us.”

Doriane felt Patrick move her in front, pushing her head roughly before gripping her arm in a tight vice grip.

He removed his fingers from her head and she heard him speak into his phone, “Yeah, I’ve caught her. We will be back soon.”

Doriane noticed the other man that was running with them start to jog in their direction, looking out of breath. “Took you long enough, Anthony. You’re the slowest one in the group. Here, tie her up so we can take her back.”

When she saw the anger and fury in Patrick’s eyes, she felt her pulse quicken to the point she thought her heart would forget how to recover and beat again.

Doriane didn’t even notice the tears streaming down her face. She knew if they took her back, Oliver would kill her. She would be killed for what she had done.

Doriane started struggling again, trying to yank her arm from Patrick’s hold. She surprised herself with the strength she still held and was able to yank from his vice grip on her arm.

She lifted her knee and aimed for between his legs. When she made contact, she didn’t wait to see his reaction but spun and ran back into the parking lot of the gas station.

Anthony caught up to her quickly this time, snagging her elbow. She struggled in his hold, trying to loosen her elbow from his grasp. His fury got the better of him and he whipped his hand across her face.

The blow was strong enough to wipe her feet out from under her. If Anthony wasn’t holding her so tightly, she surely would have fallen into a heap on the ground.

Doriane fought the black dots crowding her vision and focused on the sting enveloping the left side of her face. It certainly wasn’t the first time she’s been hit, but it didn’t dull the pain knowing that.

“Everything alright here?” Someone called, catching her attention. She felt a small strand of hope bloom in her chest again at the voice.

She rose her head slightly, trying to look at whom the voice belonged to. Her heart instantly dropped.

The man was huge, well over six feet with arms corded in tight muscles straining his tanned skin. He had piercing golden eyes that studied their situation intently.

Doriane felt her stomach drop at the sight of this man. He wasn’t going to save her. She has had plenty of experience with men, and none that looked like that were ever kind.

“Mind your own business,” the man approaching them spat. Patrick finally made it back to them and he curled his fingers around Doriane’s arm where it was before.

Doriane felt the impending doom tighten her stomach.

She was going to die surrounded by terrible men that used and abused her since they gained possession of her.

And there was nothing anybody was going to do to stop it.

“Ma’am? Are you alright?” Doriane’s head snapped up, surprised that the man was speaking to her.

Doriane’s mouth went dry as tears continued to fall from her eyes. She couldn’t say anything.

“I said mind your own friggin business,” her captor replied instead. “If you know what’s best for you.”

“And I’m telling you to let her go.”

Doriane felt like the conversation was at a distance as she once again fought to stay conscious.

She hadn’t eaten anything in several long weeks. Between the malnourishment, the living fear coursing through her, and running, she had to consciously make an effort to keep her eyes open.

Before she could fully understand what was happening, Anthony and Patrick let her go.

She quickly tumbled to the ground, landing in a heap and disturbing the bruises and cuts on her arms. She pushed past the pain and struggled to get air in. She needed to know what was happening.

She was in awe watching the man in front of her fight her captors. He was fighting them both at once, obviously skilled as he dodged and threw punches at the men.

She watched him duck and toss a punch at Patrick, who blocked it and returned it with one of his own. Anthony approached from behind, lifting his foot and looking to land a good kick when the stranger stepped back and grabbed his foot in his hand. He twisted at the same time he threw another punch at Patrick.

He finally landed a punch to his gut and twisted the ankle he was gripping harder. Doriane cringed at the crunch she heard under his grip.

Anthony howled his pain and was rewarded with a hard elbow to his face, which crunched his nose in the process. His attention moved to his face and he gripped his nose, taking a step back from the stranger, his eyes livid.

The stranger paid no attention and continued sparring with her other captor.

He chopped Patrick’s throat, making him hunch over and grip his neck before the stranger brought down his elbow again, cutting into the back of Patrick’s neck once more. This time, he fell to the ground in a heap.

The stranger spun, kicking Anthony square in the chest and knocking him to the ground. Neither of them moved a muscle.

Doriane crawled to the curb, successfully pulling herself into a small pile of snow while trying to get away. Her clothes and shoes offered little protection to the bitter cold, but she had bigger problems lying ahead of her.

Trying to slip away from the man who just took down both her captors, Doriane willed herself to become invisible again.

He looked like he was fine, not breathing heavily or even sweating from his fight. She was petrified of his abilities.

If he could do that much damage to two full-grown men at the same time, what could he do to her?

Doriane’s spine stiffened as the man came closer to her.

She pushed herself further back with her arms, struggling to put distance between them. Her breathing started to become short and uneven, her overactive mind coming up with endless ways this man could hurt her.

“Are you okay?” The man asked. His voice was deep and traveled through the night. She felt her belly clench in fear and her vision started to black out again.

Through the vision that was left, she saw the man glance over his shoulder and mutter a curse. He flicked his gaze back to her and moved closer, seemingly wanting to touch her.

Doriane used what little strength she had left to scoot back, but her numb arms carried her weight no more than a couple of inches. “Please, no,” she managed to whisper.

“I’m not going to hurt you, but we need to get out of here.”

Doriane tried to steady her breathing enough to speak clear words but could feel them slurring out of her mouth. “Please. Please, don’t hurt me. Please, no.”

Doriane felt more fear as her vision darkened to a color she knew she couldn’t will away. She felt the darkness take over her vision and soon her body felt a familiar lightness.

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