LOGINBut not everyone was swayed. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jake. He hadn't moved. His face was a mask of cold fury, his jaw clenched, his eyes still burning with resentment. He was whispering to Brandie, who was trying her best to ignore him. While the rest of the room had calmed, Jake's ang
Tara The main hall had devolved into a cacophony of enraged shouts. The air was thick with the scent of furious werewolves. Pure, untamed anger rising from hundreds of shifters. Werewolf Alphas, normally stoic and composed, were now a surging, snarling mass. This was it, the moment I had dreade
Tara The meeting hall buzzed with a nervous energy that even the scent of freshly brewed coffee couldn't dispel. The testosterone level alone was overwhelming, let alone the Alpha auras that set my nerves on edge. The walls themselves probably felt the strain of containing so much power. Alphas,
Tara The Alpha summit, a yearly event that brought together both allied—and not so allied—packs on the neutral ground of Moon Shadow, was going to be a bit different this year. Tension was high, as we had not just one but two new female Alphas attending for the first time. There was Talia, of cour
Mac The traitors, Morven and Branric, stood in silver chains in the council chambers. The other elders of the council shifted nervously in their seats. I had to wonder if any of them had been on board with the traitors in less obvious ways. My investigation hadn’t found any evidence pointing to an
Tara The crowd was stunned into silence. Erick stood in the center of the circle, towering and smug, his chest heaving from exertion. “If there are no challengers—” he began. “I challenge you,” I said, stepping forward, “for the title of Alpha of Blue Moon Pack.” He looked at me, with my bra
Tara Mac’s castle came into view like something out of a dream, or maybe a very expensive gothic fantasy. Towering turrets. Dark stone walls laced with ivy. A freaking moat. Okay, not a moat exactly, but there was a glittering lake that wrapped around part of the estate like it was posing for a f
Tara Mac came back with a huge smile on his face, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “We decided to take a bit of a detour,” he told me. “I think we need to have a little fun after that ordeal.” Apparently, they’d decided we were going to stop and spend the rest of the day in a nearby human city, si
Mac The sun warmed my skin as I watched Tara play with the shelter dogs. They followed her around like she was the Alpha of their little pack, fetching balls and frisbees as she launched them across the grassy field. Flappers sat on a bench nearby, watching closely, always the guardian! His brown
“Most definitely,” he gave me a slightly pained smile. “I’ll pick you up.” There was something strangely empowering about leaving the Lycan King with a case of blue balls. Inside the upscale spa, Cindy, to her credit, kept her smugness dialed down. Mostly. She did seem different, not as hard ar







