Haley is a vampire with a mission: infiltrate a werewolf clan's brood and secure a vial of the alpha's blood. Until she meets David, the alpha's son. Hot, in more ways than one, he kindles a fire in her that can't be quenched through blood. Note: This is an erotic novella with scenes of explicit violence and sex. EXCERPT: In this form, David was still a full head taller than Haley, and much larger. They came together again, growling and play-biting. She had no fear of becoming a werewolf −−as a vampire, she could hardly become anything worse. David fought for the upper hand, grappling her left arm behind her. He didn't even see her move, just felt his neck beneath her clawed foot. Finally, they shifted into human shape, and paused, staring at each other. She let him up. Suddenly, David lunged at her, and Haley stepped casually aside. The play had gone far enough for her taste, and she didn't have to continue if she didn't want to. She turned her back on David and started to walk away. Something heavy slammed against her back, and she instinctively rolled as she fell. David was grappling her skin, trying to connect with her body. As they tussled, she growled at him to get off of her, but he was unrelenting. Suddenly, Haley felt the problem−−poor David was battling his libido, not her! With a laugh, she threw him off of her, pounced on top, and took his tender young neck between her teeth. David lay back, panting as Haley bit him gently, not breaking the skin. But oh, how she wanted to bite harder, to do more than assert her dominance. The lust-filled animal in David told him that everything about this was wrong. She should be submitting to him, not the other way around. But the man in him, the rational part that wanted her for reasons far beyond carnal knowledge, knew that right now, this was how it would be.