Taming The Undercover Wolves — Lola Duville

The website was just a chatroom, and it was something that Daniel had spent a long time on. It was for people who were looking to connect about the paranormal, and it usually served as prime hunting ground. There were many innocent young women and men, depending on what you liked, that came there ripe for the picking, and this girl was no different.

Daniel stared at his screen before stretching his legs, muscles rippling under tanned skin. It was only a moment before that his omega had bounded into the room in wolf form, teeth nearly bared in frustration as he changed back to the man behind the beast. Daniel had quickly dismissed the omega. As the Alpha he wasn't backing down.

They would wait to hunt as long as he liked, but he did assure them that they would have a girl soon enough. It had been a while, but Daniel was sure of his job. Pack issues had just gotten in the way of a proper hunt. It would not be the case for much longer. He looked at the screen one more time, stretching out his fingers to type a response.