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Fated to the

Razor Back Demon

Part of the Owned by the Alpha Edition Anthology from Evernight Publishing

Demon Kane was the last of his crew of Razorbacks. He was a demon by name and a demon by nature that fought for a living and to keep his animal sane. 


Demon had never thought the Fates would be as cruel to a woman as to Fate her to a man like him.  As soon as he laid eyes on Ana Harris he knew he'd been wrong.


Ana is a submissive wolf shifter and has no idea why the fates would mate her to such a dominant shifter, but when he saves her from being taken by her pack Beta she was thankful that they did. 


Now they just had to deal with the Alpha of her pack hell bent on revenge, breaking the alpha bond that kept her bound, and find a way to be together without her cowering in fear all the time.  How hard could that be?


She was fated to the Razorback Demon after all.


The excerpt below contain explicit adult language and sexual content. By reading any further, you are stating that you are at least 18 years of age. If you are under the age of 18, it is necessary to exit this site.

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“Please what, Ana?” Jasper snarled.

“P-please, Beta,” she pleaded, pushing onto her tiptoes trying to get ease the pain. “Please, don’t hurt me. I’m sorry.”

Vaguely, she was aware of the crowd roaring, but Jasper started to drag her backward out of the arena and all her focus turned to him. “You are sorry, Ana, a sorry little bitch that just fucking cost me a goddamn fortune. I had a bundle on that damn wolf. Now, you are going to pay.”

Ana sobbed as she fell back, still holding onto Jasper’s wrist. She cried out when her lower back slammed into the gravel of the carpark. “I’m sorry. I-I’ll pay you back. Please!”

Jasper’s laugh was pure evil and had Ana’s skin crawling. “It’s not money I want from you, Ana. I thought you might have been getting turned on by the violence, but it was that fucking razorback, wasn’t it? I saw the way he looked at you, and you warned him! Well, fuck that.” Jasper began to drag her through the carpark. Ana could see flames suddenly reaching out through the top of the warehouse and the crowd that had been packed within the building now poured from every exit, the air around them filled with panicked screams.

“I need to see fear in my women. The dominant females of the pack can never give me that. Like I told you, my wolf and I love it when you cower in fear. The scent of your terror makes me so fucking hard.”

Ana cried out, tears streaming down her cheeks. She could feel the bite of the gravel tearing into her skin as Jasper continued to drag her toward his truck. Her cries seemed to amuse him and his crew, because all three of them laughed as she continued to beg and whimper. Jasper dragged her over a broken bottle and Ana screamed out in pain.

“Let my mate go now, and I promise to leave something recognizable about you for your next of kin to identify.”

Ana’s heart began to beat faster at the voice that came from nowhere, and she shivered as she caught the alluring scent of her male on the air. “You decide to keep dragging her like that then I won’t leave a fucking inch of you unbroken. I will turn you inside fucking out.”

Despite the increased pain from the change in angle, Ana looked up at the man who stood three feet from her staring at Jasper with deadly intent. His body was tense, his fists were clenched at his sides, and he seemed to be covered in what looked like soot and a whole lot of blood. Not all of it his.

Her mate had come for her. No doubt she should be thankful. And Ana was sure she would be, if her fear of the man with death shining in his eyes didn’t have her quivering on the edge of a nervous breakdown.

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