He’s a monster in human skin. The perfect result of scientific work—a alpha created to grind competitors into powder and build new empires. Cheryl knew that people like Darkwood had to be kept at a distance—especially from her. But she herself lunged into the predator’s jaws, thinking she could lead him on.
But what if the beast is only waiting for the tempting prey to decide to start the game?
Contains explicit profanity.