Cain saw the rogue wolves as they reached the end of the road. The warrior had been right; it wasn’t just their scent that was wrong. They had shifted into their wolves and were running in formation. Rogues were never that organised. Once wolves left their pack for whatever reason, they usually died within a month if they didn’t find another pack to join. If they happened to come across a rogue pack, they lived longer, but they had no rules or structure. They stuck together out of necessity, but when they went on a hunt, it was each wolf for themselves. These wolves had their heads lowered, teeth barred, and their ears back as they ran down the streets, one at the front, two in the middle and three at the back. This was a fighting formation. They weren’t hunting for food scraps; they had already run past several houses and not raided anything.And not only that, they were out in broad daylight. Anyone could smell a rogue a mile away, day or night, but they preferred to hunt under th

“What did he mean, Alpha?” Jackson turned away from the window that overlooked another training field to face Dylan. “You know where we found Layla. She’s not a rogue, Dylan,” he sighed as he returned to his seat at the head of the conference table. There was a pile of business paperwork he had to go over before he started looking at the official reports from the incidents yesterday and earlier. “I know that. She’s human,” Dylan snorted with barely disguised disgust. His fist clenched, crumpling the paper in his hand. He had to stop doing that. He couldn’t react to every single little thing someone said about Layla. “But why would they target her?” Dylan continued. “I think they’re targeting me. The whole pack probably already thinks I’m fucking a rogue. Maybe whoever is doing this wants to undermine me, somehow.” “But why?” He pushed the paperwork away from him and leaned back in his chair. “I don’t know,” he lied. “I’ve pissed off many people in my life. Maybe this is

Jax waited until the doctor closed the door behind him in the conference room before he spoke.“Who else knows?” he growled.There was a tightness in his chest as he waited for the answer. What was that?Doctor Richards stepped back in fear and almost backed into the door. “No one. I ran the tests myself as you ordered,” he answered. “I’m sorry it took so long; I had to run the tests several times to be sure.”“I appreciate your discretion, doctor, but just spit it out. What’s the emergency?”Was it some incurable human disease? It was just like Fate to keep screwing him over. Kick him while he was already down. He couldn't catch a break lately."Alpha, she's..."Doctor Richards cleared his throat as he hesitated. His fear clogged up his nostrils and pissed him off. Why couldn't the doctor just grow some balls and speak?"With all due respect, Alpha, I don't think she's the one you should try to have a child with. I compiled a list of women who would be compatible—"Cain growled so l

Jackson balled his fists and looked to where Dylan stood with Micah and a few other warriors. They all turned to look in his direction as he stood on the patio and then immediately lowered their gazes.But he could feel their disgust, even if it was laced with a bit of fear. If he had come to sort out the mess the rogue had caused instead of fucking Layla on the conference table, this wouldn’t have been happening. He wouldn’t have threatened Dylan like that, either. He knew it was only the fact that he’d still been buried inside Layla and holding her against him that had stopped him from ripping his friend’s throat out. ‘Get back to work!’ he ordered through the pack link.While the warriors turned away to go and start their training or patrols, Dylan approached him. Cain watched his every step while still growling in his head. His wolf’s possessiveness made his blood run cold and pushed forward what he had realised from the first time he’d been between Layla’s legs. Diedre was righ

Jackson walked through the doors that the door attendants held open for them. Micah had stayed behind to protect the pack with his Gamma, Jon, but Dylan insisted they needed a few warriors when they met the Circle. Almost like he had no faith in him anymore.He balled his fists, something he was doing too often lately, as they walked through the lobby. The sun was just rising, so there was thankfully no one—“Mr King, welcome back.”Fuck’s sake.He ignored the voice and continued walking to the elevators. What the hell was that woman doing here so early, anyway?“I heard you were coming, but I wasn’t sure if you plan on staying for a while. We cleaned your suite again despite that very young girl you have staying as your guest.”He sensed the judgement in her tone. He had no time for this shit. Layla had still been asleep when he had gone in to see her before he’d left, but he had sensed something wrong with her all night. Cain wanted to go back and make sure she was alright, but sh