Real Alphas Bite

I'm not in the habit of stealing women. They come to me. They beg and plead for a taste of my power. My brothers and I rule the pack, crushing all challengers and scaring the rest into submission. We're the nightmares that wake you up screaming, the devils you crave. We have everything, so we want for nothing. Until she came along. From the first moment I laid eyes on her, I knew she was mine....ours. We took her swiftly in the middle of the night, stealing her out from under her fated mate's clutches. She was only meant to be a play thing, a passing fancy. So why do I find myself watching her as she sleeps, protecting her... falling for her?