My Lycan Mate of Suicide Forest

[Mature Content] “Am I too weak to handle my mate?” August asked coyly and gripped the hair at his nape before tugging his head backward, exposing the thick length of his neck to her. “I gave you this mark,” she reminded him before pressing her mouth against it and allowing her teeth to threaten their penetration again. “I remember,” he gulped, exposed and vulnerable. “Shall I bite you again, Alpha?” she asked, tilting her head to receive his answer. “If you wish to, my Luna,” his words were strangely shaky, reminding her of the power she had over him. She returned her mouth to that spot and let the broad flat of her tongue lick it slowly. The action teased a fierce, prickly possessiveness to the surface, and he groaned feeling it crest in her. She was going to bite him again, he could feel it. “I want you to bite me, too,” she growled against his skin, and as she did, her hips started churning against him, causing him to almost swallow his tongue with the sensation it created. ______ After escaping suicide forest, August Moon finds that she has only gone deeper into the mysteries it holds. Lycans exist. But maybe she is something even stranger... With a clandestine experimental pandemic, a decade-old murder mystery, and a timeless prejudice against strange members within the lycan community all simmering in the periphery of her newfound surroundings, August must fight to discover her own truth alongside a fierce and possessive male who claims to be her mate.