Demon Wolf’s Mate by Mia Wolf

A huge demon wolf took me hostage and dragged me to his pack.
I refuse to bow to him, fight him with all that I have.
But my witch powers are useless against him, which infuriates me to the bone.
Now I’m locked in a spelled room, with only him for occasional company.
His power is beyond measure, and he could break me with a flick of his hand.
But instead, his glowing red eyes zero in on parts of me that make me blush in shame.
I try to deny the spark of heat between us whenever our skin brushes.
And I try to deny my body what it really wants. Because he’s the enemy, after all.
When he’s angry with me for my defiance, he pins me up against the wall.
And I can’t be sure whether he wants to rip my throat out or kiss me.
But what do I want, in the dark, dark holes of my soul?
Do I want this nightmare to turn into a delicious dream?
Do I want to give it up for a demon wolf?