로그인SILASThe mahogany desk between us smelled of stale wax, dark ink, and fresh parchment, but the only thing filling my senses was the reek of Killian's fear...He tried to hide it behind that arrogant, tight-lipped smirk, but the faint scent of sour sweat rolling off his neck gave him away completely...My wolf paced frantic, bloody circles behind my ribs, slamming his heavy paws against my lungs and demanding that I lunged across the lacquered wood to rip Killian's jaw right off his face...The black silver-poison in my blood was burning hot through my veins, making the fresh surgical stitches beneath my dark leather jacket throb with a sharp, sickening pulse..."Pick up the pen, Silas," Beta Raymond growled, his low Alpha voice vibrating through the heavy plaster walls of the campus boardroom like a heavy sledgehammer...My father stood at the head of the long table, his broad shoulders locked rigid under his tailored wool coat, his dark eyes glowing with a faint, lethal yellow wolf-
SERAPHINAThe air in the endless stone hallway of the main estate was freezing, reeking of damp plaster, ancient oak, stale rain, and the faint, bitter trace of cigar smoke...I dragged my bare, bruised feet slowly across the heavy Persian runner rug, every single joint in my frame aching with a dull, sickening pain from the violent brawl on the university quad...The deep purple marks around my wrists throbbed relentlessly beneath the long sleeves of my oversized wool sweater, and my throat burned like raw iron every time I tried to swallow...I was trying to slip down the narrow servant staircase near the back wing to escape to my room before Killian returned from the arena looking for me, but a low, muffled voice pulled my boots to a dead halt right outside Beta Raymond’s private study...The thick oak double doors were cracked open a mere half-inch, letting a single slice of dim yellow lamp light spill out across the dark floorboards...I pressed my back flat against the freezing
KELAVRAThe doors of the main estate office slammed shut behind us, the loud bang echoing through the tall plaster ceilings like a gunshot in a dead room...The air inside the dark study was suffocating, thick with the bitter reek of stale cigar smoke, wet leather, cold rain, and the burning, suffocating pressure of my father's Alpha aura...Beta Raymond stood tall behind his massive mahogany desk, his broad shoulders locked rigid under his dark wool suit jacket, his heavy face flushed bright red with a terrifying, dangerous fury...I kept my boots planted firm on the dark Persian rug right near the entryway, keeping my chin up while my chest stayed locked tight...Every single wolf instinct in my body was screaming at me to lower my eyes, but I refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing me flinch...Beside me, Killian leaned back against the edge of the leather sofa looking like absolute shit...His sharp jaw was swollen purple where Silas had smashed his face into the ice rink b
SERAPHINAThe door of the arena locker room slammed shut behind us with a massive, deafening metallic echo that cut off the vast, freezing silence of the ice rink...The dark, shadow-draped room smelled like old rubber mats, damp hockey gear, bitter sweat, and the thick, suffocating iron tang of Silas's fresh blood...Silas dragged his bare feet across the slick concrete floor, his broad shoulders hunched forward as he leaned his massive, heavy weight against my right side...Every single breath he dragged into his lungs came out as a harsh, ragged wheeze that vibrated straight through his broad ribcage...Dark, silver-poisoned blood pooled across the tense, defined muscles of his abdomen, dripping off his waist and splashing onto the cold grey tiles with a wet, rhythmic sound..."In here, Silas... Come on..." I whispered, my raspy voice trembling with raw adrenaline as I guided his towering frame through the arched tile entryway into the main shower room...I reached out with a shaki
SeraphinaThe freezing, stale air high up in the dark, open catwalks smelled like heavy rust, cold machine grease, and raw, metallic blood...I was pressed flat against the long iron railing, my bare hands clutching the freezing metal bars so tight that my knuckles turned completely white...Down on the bright white ice far below, Silas was lying flat on his face in a fast-growing puddle of his own dark blood...Killian was standing right over his broken body like a huge, evil demon, grinding the dirty heel of his ice skate straight into the back of Silas's neck...I could hear the sickening sound of Silas's jaw scraping hard against the frozen red slush...Killian's dark wolf eyes flashed with pure, bitter victory under the dim yellow arena lights..."Look at you, Silas..." Killian's filthy, raspy voice echoed all the way up into the dark rafters...He ground his heel down harder, forcing Silas's bloody face deeper into the hard ice..."You are dying right here on the ice while I tak
SilasThe freezing air inside the empty campus arena burned like raw liquid fire in my torn lungs...Blood was dripping off my chin in thick, hot drops, hitting the red-stained ice with wet, rhythmic pops that echoed all the way up into the pitch-black rafters...My body was screaming in unbearable physical pain, but my inner grey wolf was roaring with pure, unhinged territorial rage...I had Killian trapped hard against the fiberglass glass boards, his face bloody and his dark wolf eyes wide with sudden panic as my taped hands wrapped tight around his thick throat..."Give up the varsity squad right fucking now, Killian..." I growled, my voice layering into a deep, double-toned Alpha growl that forced the heavy fiberglass boards to vibrate in their metal frames...My biceps bulged as I squeezed his windpipe until the cartilage clicked under my palm..."Give it up before I rip your fucking neck open under this moon..." I snarled, my inner wolf baring his long, sharp fangs behind my ri
SERAPHINAPrayers are very dangerous things, I learned that the night my mother got mated to the alpha king. I had spent years begging the moon goddess for a brother. When Silas Thorne walked into my life, I started begging to take back my wish.My fingers trembled around the bouquet of wildflower
SERAPHINACold chills seeped down my bones as I stuffed my bags angrily. My wolf growled low in my chest. Irritation crawled down my spine as I packed every last bit of my stuff into my box. My wolf perked up her ears. I heard the lock click on the door and I felt uneasy. I had expected him to stay
SILASI stiffened… her scent hit my nose. My wolf lifted his head inside me. Everyone in the hallway went still. Their breaths caught. A few lower rank wolves lowered their eyes."Silas…" she called out. Her breath hitched as I turned to face her. My wolf growled low in my chest. Her red wavy hair
SERAPHINA HE obviously does not love my mother, to Alpha Thorne she was a perfect mate… a Luna to lead. A strong mate. And I? Was nothing but collateral fucking damage."She is in safe hands, Dad. I will have her checked into all her classes. SERAPHINA is in very good hands," Silas spoke, smiling







