Evie Howell has loved Draven Blake since the day they first met when they were only thirteen years old. She is human and he, wolf. Little did she know, she would be drawn into a world that was completely unknown to her.

Draven Blake, born the Alpha Lord, is a powerful and rich wolf who is determined to create a destiny of his own. He rejects the idea that Evie Howell is his mate. Instead of placing his mark on her and completing the mate-bond, he forges a friendship with her. He keeps her by his side as his bestfriend, bringing her along with him wherever he goes.

Curiously, she a human, has felt the wolf-mate bond at thirteen, while he, wolf, continously ignores it.

For fifteen years, Evie has held on to the hope that she and Draven would eventually be together, praying he would realize they are meant to be more that just bestfriends. One night, she briefly gets her wish. She catches a glimpse of those mesmerizing red eyes of the Alpha Lord and succumbs to his touch and passionate kisses.

"You are mine, Evie. No one will ever touch this beautiful body... ever."

However, much to her dismay, it was the wolf talking and not the man. Her happiness was short-lived.

To make matters worse, Draven's uncle, Maverick Blake, is intent in gaining Draven's Alpha Spark to rule over all wolves. But Maverick is not a strong enough wolf to take it himself. Instead, he plans to kill Draven's mate to push Draven into madness.

Only then will Draven Blake be weak enough to kill.

Determined to win against his uncle, Draven places his mark on Evie for the sole purpose of becoming stronger. When Evie discovers this, she finally realizes Draven will never love her the way she has always loved him.

She leaves him to live a simple life on her own.

However, things are never simple.

Evie finds herself pregnant and alone.

Pregnant by my Wolf Bestfriend

CHAPTER 25 Vixen

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*Draven*
"Well, Draven, did you miss me?" Evie purred, her voice a silken whisper as she traced a delicate finger along the elegant curve of her neck, descending slowly to the alluring peaks of her cleavage, a teasing glint dancing in her eyes.
"NO!" My roar tore through the office, a primal bello...

*Draven*

"Well, Draven, did you miss me?" Evie purred, her voice a silken whisper as she traced a delicate finger along the elegant curve of her neck, descending slowly to the alluring peaks of her cleavage, a teasing glint dancing in her eyes.

"NO!" My roar tore through the office, a primal bello...