Miz has just turned for the first time, and if that exciting transformation wasn’t confusing enough, she discovers she’s marked. What she thought was just a scratch from her first night of abandon as a wolf is really her destiny. She doesn’t fully understand it, but when the High Alpha Michael arrives to take her from her father’s home by force, she learns that she’s to become the High Luna, and the responsibility to save the world from coming evil lies directly on the shoulders of Miz and her mate. Her mate…the word sounds foreign and wrong, but with his eyes and his fierce strength, she imagines she could do worse.
Claimed by the High Alpha is the first story in the BLACK LUNA series. Miz and Michael must learn to love each other while fighting against an evil older than the entire bloodline of her kind. Wolf, human, teenager—how can the two discover what path to choose when faced with the end of the world? How can they learn to be one? Polaris Young Adult Productions, bringing you the finest young adult fantasy, scifi, and paranormal fiction.
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“That the best you got?!" I said through gritted teeth. Keep him away from Dad, keep him away! Away away! I sang the words in my head as I trembled and my heart beat like a snare drum. He leaned down and nipped my ear lobe.
“You’ll find out tonight," he whispered, his hot breath sending tingles through my body. My hips pushed themselves toward him. Ugh! I drew them away and my new mate chuckled.
“Still new to this…ah." His deep, hearty, sweet-as-honey voice sounded smooth as silk voice as he said the words.
“Screw you!" I yelled. He smiled at me.
“That’s your job," he whispered and kissed down my neck. Then he bit into it. I howled out in pain. He marked me!!!
“YOU BASTARD!" I screamed.
“What, do you not love me now?" he asked.
“I’ve NEVER loved you! I don’t even KNOW you!" I spat back in his face. He growled and shoved his hips against mine, slamming me harder against the wall.
“You’re hurting me," I winced. He whimpered and let go. He gave me a hug and wouldn't let go.
“I’m sorry! Believe that I would never hurt you on purpose." It was strange. I believed it. I don’t know why.