3Queen of Cliche, a Werewolf Romance » by Lady Liesmith (The Crowned story of everything Cliche) "Ebony," he murmured. "What?" I ask slowly, fear training in through my eyes on Alex's dark and muscular figure. "You're mine, whether you like it or not." He pinned me to the wall, his rough lips touching mine. This was wrong, he was the alpha from a different pack, but the strangest thing? I was enjoying it all.