MasukI scrambled up from my chair. “I’ll go first.”Maverick grimaced. “A few small electrical pulses? To her brain? That doesn’t sound safe.”Ghost laughed a long, hearty sound. “You’re so eager because you didn’t grow up getting your ass zapped by him. I don’t like having my head fucked with. There’s e
“I’m beginning to remember things. Flashes of memory have been coming back, and I’m beginning to think–” He shook his head and laughed bitterly. “No, I don’t think. I know our memories were tampered with too, and I don’t think your mother alone is responsible. I think it’s a team of people.”I pause
AnastasiaThe following day I made my first grave mistake.I’d been searching through Fallon’s closet in a last-ditch attempt to find the phone I witnessed being slipped to her over Christmas. She and the guard had both been lying low for the time being, but I knew it wouldn’t last. They were waitin
Werewolf celebrities were praised and adored for their luxurious abilities–always something visually stunning and not at all barbaric or animalistic. There was a note of reluctance. “Some of them, but not all.”“Ah, I see.”Kiara’s frown mirrored my own. “There are a lot of humans and wolves that h
Caius and the guys tensed while Fallon’s jaw dropped. She stepped forward, her slippers shuffling against the carpet. I noticed she kept her distance from the envoy, even flashing her a brittle glance before beaming at the guys. “I’m invited too? There’s going to be boys there. Other Alpha’s sons. F
AnastasiaThe human envoy arrived two days before the Summit.My wolf scrutinized the woman, ears erect and head tipped, as she entered our home. Her makeup was light and elegant, and her lips had a natural curve to them that made her face seem warm and her energy approachable. Her pantsuit looked t
I toweled off and took my time choosing an outfit. The articles of clothing before me weren’t a mixture of tank tops, blouses, pants, and formal dresses, but shards of armor meant for a purpose—to send a message.In the end I chose something formal, but not overly feminine.A midnight blue pantsuit,
“Do you remember how you’d always break up with your girlfriends around the six month mark? I always wondered why you did that.” Shaking her head, she went back into the kitchen.“Don’t hurt this one, Caius … not that the last one didn’t deserve it.” Once I received word that Anastasia had returne
“The guards outside. Do you know their names?”A nagging feeling settled in the pit of my gut. If this Gregory Dixon had been brought in as a spy, then he wouldn’t take kindly to having been reassigned. Usually in that instance the spy lost their composure and made some last-ditch assassination atte
AnastasiaWe planned our meeting with Vladimir and his people somewhere public and on neutral territory. The idea was to choose somewhere highly populated, to the point of excess. A place we can easily blend in and easily escape.The chaos of the Venetian Palazzo casino, paired with the hustle of La







