Stolen by Lark Quinn

I’m the Alpha of Devil’s Run, and on one dare defy me, except her.
My mate.

Mikhail:
Holding power in Devil’s Run is walking a knife’s edge. I should abide by the agreements that will benefit my pack the most.
Stealing a powerful warlock’s daughter is not on that list, but that won’t stop me.
Ruby is broken, some might say damaged, but not me.
To me she is perfect.
I will steal her from the prison of her father’s making.
Just to keep her for myself.

Ruby:
I’ve hated the Volkovs since they killed my mother. Mikhail, the Alpha, is the worst. A violent brute of a shifter, half-man, half-wolf, no humanity at all.
Except when he steals me, he isn’t at all like I thought he would be.
He says I’m his mate. He says I’ve lived a lie and there’s a whole side of myself I’ve never known. He’s going to show me, whether I want him to or not.
I don’t know what to believe anymore. I feel like I’m changing, I can’t recognize myself, but one thing I know for sure. The Alpha of Devil’s Run has his sights set on me, and he won’t stop until he claims me for good.