Dark Wolf Soul

<p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>They say everyone has a price...Unfortunately I just found mine.</strong></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> Living in a pay-per-week motel might as well be luxury for someone like me. But if I don't come up with this month's rent money I'll be back to living in my car. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>My only option for getting the money in time is dancing at the club where I waitress. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Except it's not just dancing. Not in the VIP room. And that's the final boundary I refuse to cross. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> Until a handsome stranger makes me an offer I can't refuse.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>He's nothing like the other men who come here and even though I try to resist it there's a pull between us I can't deny. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>There's an aura of danger around him too-something inhuman. A ferocity that is more beast than man. The dark predatory way he watches me should terrify me. Instead it makes me feel like the only girl in the room.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> When he's waiting for me after my shift ends making claims about wolves and packs and me being the chosen one...every instinct I have tells me to run.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> Turns out that's precisely what I </span><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>shouldn't </em><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>have done.</span></p><p> </p><p> Because running gives him exactly what he wants: a chase.</p>