"I'm sorry dad. I know that this is hard on you too." I say. "She was my everything." He says. "I know. Come back to the packhouse with us. We're staying there the night before we go back home." I say. But he shook his head. I could tell that it was never going to happen. "No. I'm just going to g
The following morning I hadn't had any sleep, so I grabbed a cup of coffee and I stood outside to have a smoke. It was still early but there were people walking past the house and I saw warriors training and running past the house. Every single person paid attention to me sitting out the front of
I got onto the dark web where all werewolves communicated with each other, where human's couldn't get into even if they had the best hackers. And I started looking for any kind of chatter about the Hunters but there wasn't anything around. I couldn't find anything just yet. When I finally got word
We lived just below Rockford, Illinois, so I knew that it was going to take a while to drive to Sturgeon Bay in Wisconsin. But at least leaving in the middle of the night, I would have a couple of hours head start. I needed to have those few hours because if Jackson knew what I was doing right now,
The waitress walked over and poured me a coffee, which I really needed. "Thank you so much." I say. "You look like you've been traveling for a long time." She says looking me over. "I'm guessing you get a lot of tourists around here." I smile at her. "Yeah. It's a good fishing and boating area.
JACKSON POV I woke up with the sun shining right in my face that morning. I hated that. But Taylor loves sleeping with the curtains open. Because she can see the full moon when it rolls around. I reach in front of me without opening my eyes and realize that Taylor's side of the bed is empty and col
"Keep an eye on the pack. I'll be back when I can." I say getting up and grabbing a set of car keys for another car in the garage. I left the house with nothing but my wallet and keys and I hit the highway outside the territory and I stopped at every gas station and every shop that I passed to sho
TAYLOR POV I could hear them approaching the office and Jackson's phone was sitting on the desk after I had sent the message to his parents to meet him at our packhouse. They were arguing again, because that's what they do. And I knew that this wasn't going to go down well. But I didn't even care a