LOGINCHAPTER 95: The Taste of VengeanceDerek's POVThe room was my world now. Four walls, a cold floor and the ever-present hum of the collar around my neck.. a constant mocking reminder that I was no longer Derek, the Alpha. I was a thing.. a pet and a toy.I paced with my claws... useless, dull things without my power... scraping against the metal band. Every second in this cage was a fresh hell. My skin still burned from her touch, my muscles ached from… from fucking her and lower down… damn, I was still sore from last night's session.The lock clicked and the door swung open.A guard shoved a tray inside. The smell hit me first. Roasted meat, rich gravy, fresh bread. It was good food.. the best. My stomach twisted.I knew what this meant. This wasn’t dinner. This was fuel.The guard stood there watching and waiting for me to eat. I thought about throwing the tray at his smug face. But what was the point? Refusing just made it worse. She’d use her magic, that twisted witchy crap and
CHAPTER 94: Tension and ReleaseAllison's POVMy hand snapped back from his grip like I’d been burned. His touch was electric.. a jolt that went straight to my core and set every nerve on fire and my wolf practically purred inside my head which was seriously pissing me off. Who the hell did this guy think he was?“You,” I breathed out, my voice a little shakier than I would’ve liked. I squared my shoulders, forcing some steel into my tone. “Who are you? And what’s your deal with popping up right before shit goes down?”He didn’t even flinch. Just stood there, all calm and infuriatingly composed like we were discussing the weather and not a potential ambush in a creepy parking garage. His eyes, those weirdly intense eyes, scanned our surroundings before landing back on me.“The ‘deal’ is that you need to be more careful,” he said, his voice low. It wasn’t a suggestion. It was a fact. “Stand back.”“Excuse me? This is my car. I think I’ll decide if I stand back or...”“Allison.” He sai
CHAPTER 93: The Wolf at the DoorAllison's POVMy entire staff was packed in, a sea of faces looking at me like I was about to announce we were all being shipped off to a penal colony. Which, given the last week, was kinda fair.I leaned against the edge of a desk, crossing my arms. “Alright listen up you beautiful pack of nerds,” I started and a few nervous twitches turned into genuine smiles. Gotta break the ice, right? “I know you’ve all seen the news. I know you’ve heard the rumors. So let’s just… cut the crap.”I pushed off the desk and walked through them. “Sarah Jenkins was my friend. She was a lot of your friend. And she didn’t ‘overdose at a wild party.’ Someone killed her. Someone who then planted a bag of Apex in my goddamn birthday cake to make it look like we’re running a drug ring out of the servo-motors department.”A few people gasped and most just nodded grimly. They knew the score.“The cops shut us down. Now, thanks to our terrifyingly competent allies, we’re open
CHAPTER 92: Strangers and StaresAllison's POVWe all froze. Me with my claws out, ready to turn six assholes into six pincushions. Them, looking like a pack of over-muscled, under-styled goons hired from Central Casting’s ‘Thugs-R-Us’ department.And then there was that voice.. calm.. commanding and totally not what I was expecting.My money was on Lucius. The mysterious elder wolf with more secrets than a government hard drive showing up for a dramatic, last-minute save.. classic move.But the guy who stepped into the dim light of the alley wasn’t Lucius.He was young.. maybe my age.. dressed in dark jeans and a simple jacket, hands tucked casually in his pockets like he’d just stumbled into the wrong alley on his way to get a coffee. He moved with a quiet confidence that made the hairs on my arm stand up and he walked right into the middle of the shitstorm, placing himself between me and the six werewolf hit squad.All six guys tensed. Their low growls rumbled through the alley, a
CHAPTER 91: Target PracticeAllison's POVI’ll be honest, my first thought was.. Well, at least someone’s having a good night.My second thought was of sheer embarrassment.Through the slat in the blinds, Ashley’s bedroom was lit by the soft glow of a lamp and there she was, on all fours with a man moving behind her with a rhythm that was… well, enthusiastic. Her face was turned toward the window with her eyes scrunched shut in concentration.. or pleasure. It was hard to tell from my frankly pathetic vantage point as a accidental pervert.Then her eyes flew open.. they locked directly onto mine through the glass and for a split second, there was just confusion.. then recognition.. then pure horror.Her scream wasn’t one of fear. It was the high-pitched mortified shriek of someone who’d just made eye contact with their boss while getting railed from behind.“Oh, shit,” I whispered as I practically launched myself away from the window, my back thudding against the cool siding of her ho
CHAPTER 90: Peeping AllisonAllison's POVMy heart was trying to pound its way out of my chest. One second, Sarah was looking at me like I was the angel of death herself and the next… she was just gone.. flatlined. The frantic beeps of the monitor had been replaced by one long, soul-sucking hum.The medical team swarmed in a blur of blue scrubs and urgent voices but it was already over. They started doing the things you do when someone’s officially a corpse. Recording times and making notes. It was all so cold and clinical.That’s when I saw it. Sarah’s hand, still clenched in a stiff, accusing point right at where I’d been standing, wasn’t empty. A tiny corner of crumpled paper peeked out from between her fingers.Okay, Allison. Don’t screw this up.I moved closer with my body blocking the view from the doctors. My movements were casual like I was just giving them space and with a touch so light I barely felt it, I pried the paper from her cold grip and palmed it. My hand slipped int
CHAPTER 25: A Whole Lot of Liars and One Left EarringAllison's POV“What is it? Did you finally crack Derek’s secret recipe for being an asshole?” I asked quickly with my own excitement mounting up.“Better. Or worse. I don’t know, but it’s huge.” Ashley was talking a mile a minute as we hustled
Chapter 26: An Unwelcome Passenger and a Welcome SurpriseAllison's POVI spun around with a growl from my throat and my hands coming up with claws finally bursting free. But I never got a chance to use them.A hand... huge and strong clamped over my mouth, cutting off my sound and shoving my head
CHAPTER 24: Dead Ends and Bad IdeasAllison's POVI was leaned so far back in my chair I was basically staring at the ceiling with my hands locked behind my head.On the screen in front of me, a million lines of code scrolled past. Financial records, shell company manifests, encrypted communication
CHAPTER 30: A Side of Ab-ductionAllison's POVLet me tell you, my day had officially gone from “crappy board meetings” to “what-the-actual-hell” in the span of about five seconds.One minute I’m digging for my car keys, mentally already in my pajamas with a glass of wine the size of my head. The n







