Daphne thought she was signing up for a one-time experience—a night with a werewolf, nothing more. But when she stepped into Markis's chamber, she hadn't read the fine print. Instead of a casual encounter, she had agreed to something much more permanent. Markis, a massive, possessive alpha, isn't looking for a temporary mate. He's looking for a breeder. And now that she's in his bed, under his body, and soaked in his scent, there's no escaping until he's certain she's carrying his pups.
Markis doesn't just want to claim Daphne—he wants to fill her, stretch her, and breed her until she can't take anymore. She's overwhelmed at first, by his sheer size, his relentless hunger, his complete and utter dominance. But the longer she stays, the harder it is to resist. Her body craves him, her instincts beg for more, and soon she's moaning for him to give her what she was made for. And when he locks them together, she finally realizes: this was never just one night. She belongs to him now.
