Zara's POV

My gaze swept over the beautiful wolf. He was the largest wolf I had ever seen; his silver chest seemed to glow in the moonlight, his black fur glittering; he was surrounded by waves of immense power; and his aura made me shudder in my shoes.

His golden eyes pierced my soul as he turned to face me.

"Oh, my goddess," I exclaimed.

His golden eyes hypnotized me, and I felt willing to submit to his will and become his willing prisoner.

"He is so dreamy," ...