LOGINDylan's phone wakes him up. He groans and rolls around on his bed, and finally opens his eyes, with his body turned in the direction he expects Felix to be.He blinks when he finds Felix's side of the bed, depressed, but no Felix.Puzzled by his mate's absence, Dylan frowns at the space. The phone ringing distracts him from his thoughts, and he turns toward it to find it on the table. His brow knots into another frown. His phone is supposed to be by his pillow. What is it doing on the table? Maybe he left it there and just forgot.Dylan dismisses his uneasiness and goes to answer his phone. His Alpha is on the other end, demanding his presence at the Pack house. He goes to his closet and gets dressed. As he leaves his house, he wonders why his Alpha wanted him to come to the Pack house. Did she find out about Felix?Dylan shakes his head, dismissing the disturbing thoughts. He just got back with Felix, so his Alpha can't know, unless the woman is a psychic. Which he wouldn't pu
Kendra’s bike echoes loudly into the evening as she rides into the driveway of the Pack House, her thoughts drifting away from the two-story building towering over her.The hunters have her mind chained; she can't think of anything else except how to neutralize them. The threat they pose to their people is one that the other alphas struggle to grasp, and getting a group of men to listen to her is like striking two stones together and getting nothing for your effort.The brunette grunts in frustration as she dismounts her bike. What she and her wolf crave after such a tiring conversation with the other alphas is the feel of her mate.She longs to hold her little mate, surround herself with her sweet scent, and bury herself inside her. They haven't made love since Jake’s disappearance because finding her second had taken priority over everything else.And now she needs her mate.Desperately.Every part of her body pulses with desire at the thought of mating with her little mate.With th
It's been two weeks since Jake was rescued, and the Pack still celebrates his return. Dylan, though happy for his friend’s arrival, has been feeling down.He carries his sadness everywhere he goes. His friends tried to cheer him up, but he refused to greet each morning with a smile.Today, he's brooding in his room, reluctant to leave its warm haven, not even for a shower or to find food for his hungry stomach.A knock sounds on his door, but he ignores it, pulling his bed sheet over his head and hoping the person will go away.He's not in the mood for visitors.Unfortunately, the person doesn't leave, and the knocking continues.What the fuck! Dylan yells, flinging the bed sheet off his face, frustration clear in his expression.The next knock makes him leap out of bed and rush to the door, his face set with rage.He’s about to lose it on whoever's outside that won't leave him alone.Furious like a wild bull, he swings the door open, coming face to face with the least expected faces
Damn that bitch! Karen clenches her fist beside her thighs as she thinks unkindly of her sister. Since they were born, they have never had a good relationship.Their mother died when they were young, killed by a beast in the forest. Their mother was a botanist, and during one of her excursions, she encountered a wild animal—a wolf —that tore her to pieces. Months later, their dad learned that what they had actually believed was a wild animal was, in fact, a different species of beings. Beings that can take up both human and animal form.Losing Mum destroyed something in Dad, and since then, he had been obsessed with these beings. Experimenting on them to find out what makes them strong, fast, and if he can recreate that in humans without turning them into a beast.So far, he hasn't had any luck. His human experiments all die from severe reactions to the serum he creates using the beast's blood. He keeps draining them until they shrivel and die. Seeing that they are hard to come
Holding on tightly to Adira’s hand, Kendra reaches for the back door of the club to open it, but it suddenly opens, nearly striking her face if not for her quick reflexes. She stumbles backwards, while making sure her sudden movement doesn't hurt Adira. Meredith stumbles out of the door, looking like she just lost someone. Unaware of her environment, she nearly crashes into Kendra and Adira. “Hey!” Adira catches the blonde in her arms, halting her zombie-like movement. Meredith stops moving and raises her face to meet Adira’s eyes. She blinks at her, as if seeing her for the first time. Worried at how pale and zoned out Meredith looks, Adira stares at her with concern. “What happened?”Remembering Nate’s betrayal, Meredith breaks down in tears, her limp body swaying into Adira. She tried to hold it together, to bottle up the pain, but she couldn't. It hurts too much—more than it did when she lost her parents. Cradling Meredith’s heavy weight against her chest, Adira peers at he
Escape! That is all Adira could think as she races into the street with tears streaming down her face. She has no idea where she is running to, nor does she care. All she wants is to outrun her pain. To escape the sight of her mate and the deputy. To escape the deputy’s smug look. It hurts so bad, Adira moans, clutching her chest, as she stops running in the middle of the street. Ah! She screams her pain loudly into the street, her body bent forward as she wails. Kendra runs out of the back door of the club in pursuit of her mate. She doesn't see her immediately, so she scans the quiet street, looking to her left and then right. And that is when she hears it. The blood-curdling scream of her mate. The amount of pain she heard in her mate’s scream nearly brings her to her knees. Her wolf howls in pain as she feels the agony of their mate. Guilt, like fire, tries to consume the brunette alive. She has to make this right. Had to get her mate to understand that she didn't be







