Third-person "No." Alexander denied the accusation by Kayden that he could be fond of Fiona. There had been a moment when he had dreamt of her in that blue dress stretched out like a cat waiting for him in his bed. That perhaps he would pursue her as a mate. However, when he learned of her fathe
“How terrible. Where will he and Lily go?” Her father turned to look out the large window behind him, then shrugged. “It is not our worry.” The phone rang on the desk, and father answered it. A man stepped up behind me as I retreated, blocking my path. Father blinked at the man, and fear took hold
Alexander I pulled in a calming breath and tried not to kill my stepmother, Scarlet, here and now. It was not the right time for revenge. I stormed down the palace corridor toward the courtyard, footsteps echoing. I had been in the palace for five days, and my stepmother did her best to make every
I waited patiently for him to unload the information he seemed eager to share. Kayden was one of the best reconnaissance werewolves I had ever seen and had several good connections for tracking anyone anywhere. He had been my beta since I was sixteen and my father sent me away. We had been friends
Fiona The next day, my family anxiously waited by the phone, hoping to hear back from Alexander. But I did not. I continued my day as always. Breakfast in the kitchen with eggs and toast, then off to work out. Liam had decided to come with me, having grown tired of waiting with my father and mother
Fiona Alexander wrote a check with a long string of zeros, which made Seth’s and my family’s jaws drop. The wolf police uncuffed Father, and he took the check out of Alexander’s hand. Alexander grabbed my father by the throat and lifted him off his feet. Father thrashed around. Alexander took the
Fiona I wiggled in my seat, realizing Alexander had overheard my conversation with Nina. Werewolf hearing was directly related to strength, and Alexander’s surpassed that of most alphas. I cleared my throat to explain. “I was only trying to calm Nina down. She is my best friend, and she worries
Fiona The look of concern on Alexander’s features caused my wolf to reach for him. “I didn’t mean to scare you. I was trying to be quiet.” I sat up and shifted to the edge of the bed. “It wasn’t you. I had a bad dream.” The room suddenly felt cold, and I shivered. It was the most significant