Ryder by L.V. Lane

Desparion—the place where they put men with an inner monster.

A place no sensible beta goes unless they’re seeking a dark, unrestrained kind of thrill.
That’s me. The thrill-seeker. Well, not usually, but it’s my birthday, and I’m making an exception.
Only, I think I might have taken on more than I can handle…
Ryder—no other comes close to his level of raw masculine appeal. All the smoldering good looks that a girl expects from an alpha, along with a brooding stillness that makes me shiver from the other side of the room like he sees things beyond the understanding of us mere mortals.
What did I do about it?
I propositioned him. Told him it was my birthday and I’d like him as my present.
I just wanted to take a big bite out of all that hotness. And that was when I discovered that alphas bite back