LOGIN(Nick POV)Before I could stop myself, I closed the distance between us.I growled, being careful not to touch her.“Sweetheart, you are dangerously close to being removed from your own kitchen,”She laughed.“It’s not my fault Mrs. Tankersley likes me better than you.”So it was true. I knew it.“I am a patient male, Sweetheart, but I’m also an alpha. You are playing with fire.”Her breath caught. Mine did too.That was all the confirmation that I needed.Neither of us moved.It was bittersweet torture.Eventually, I forced myself to back up.She was not mine.Not yet.Jenna shook her head, almost as though she too was coming out of a daze.“What time is it?” she asked.I checked my phone. “7:05.”“Ooooohhh! The Real She-Wolves of Anderson Pack is on. Tonight is the reunion special!”She hurried to the living room to turn it on.I grabbed the food and wine and followed her.“How can you watch that show?” I asked, as she searched for the remote.“It's brain candy.”“It's brain
(Nick POV)I walked into Jenna’s house without knocking.I quickly found her in the kitchen, having a conversation with Alex McMahon while cooking something on the stove.Or, I should say TRYING to cook something on the stove. It did not seem that either her conversation or her cooking were going particularly well.“Mr. McMahon, we have been through this. I don’t know what else you want me to tell you.”“Yes, I get that your business deal is important.”“Yes, I know you want to settle.”“For the umpteenth time, I cannot and will not use the recording unless you can give me some evidence that it was legally obtained.”“Because the confession means nothing in court if the person she was talking to was her attorney. I cannot use something that is protected by attorney-client privilege.”“No, I do not care that you keep having to postpone your business deal.”“Mr. McMahon, your business deal does not trump the rules of ethics.”I held back a laugh.Alex McMahon wasn’t the monster that
(Danny POV)“Jenna almost died.”Those words rolled around in my mind.Something had happened to Jenna?No. That wasn’t possible.She was healthy and strong. And Kade had promised to keep an eye on her while I was gone.I must have mis-heard him.“What did you just say?”“Jenna. Almost. Died.”He pronounced each word slowly, almost as though I was a toddler.I didn’t like his tone, but that wasn’t what was important.What mattered was that I had not misheard.But now I needed to wrap my mind around it.“What are you talking about? Jenna’s been hurt? When?”“At Beth’s funeral.”“Beth’s funeral?” I repeated. Now I was really confused. “Jenna wasn’t there.”Kade opened a red medical file on his desk. He thumbed through the paperwork and slid a report across the desk towards me.“Oh, but she was.”I sat down as I looked at the report. It appeared to be a print-out from a computer record. I wasn’t really sure what I was looking at, but several sections jumped out at me.“Patient
(Danny POV)The drive back to the pack house was quiet at first.It wasn’t the comfortable kind of silence that I was used to with Kade, in which we didn’t need to fill the space with words.This was different.Heavy.I kept my eyes on the road, trying to make sense of what he had told me.Kade had reported us to the werewolf council. The werewolf council was investigating.They would be doing interviews tomorrow.Questions slowly began to flood my mind.So did panic.“How’s Jenna?” I asked after about ten minutes, deciding to start with the question that mattered to me the most.Kade glanced at me.“Do you care?” he asked.There was an edge to his voice that I almost didn’t recognize. He sounded both bitter and frustrated.“Of course, I care,” I replied, feeling slightly offended. “She’s my mate.”“Your mate,” he repeated, the disbelief obvious.“Yes, my mate. How is she?”Kade took a deep breath and let it out.“You’ve been gone for a long time, Danny.”I furrowed my brows.“Six
(Four Weeks Later)(Danny POV)As I got off of the airplane, I took a deep breath. Goddess, it was nice to be home.Alabama had been nice, but there was no substitute for the Pacific Northwest.Smiling, I walked into the airport terminal and towards the area that Kade said he would pick me up. It had been a long six weeks.I had only been home once during that time. And even that visit was very short, just long enough for me to attend Beth’s funeral.I had originally planned to be gone just two weeks. Just long enough to get the treatment that I needed and start to stabilize. But when I went home for the funeral, it didn’t take long for me to understand how far I still had to go.Over Kade’s objection, I had contacted the treatment facility within two hours of being home and voluntarily signed up for another 30-day program. I won’t lie. The program sucked. It came with mandatory block-out periods in which I was prohibited from having any contact with the outside world. No pho
(Jenna POV)Nick left me alone for several minutes.Then he walked in and sat down next to me. He was holding a bottle of werewolf whiskey, and his sleeves were now rolled to his elbows, exposing his muscular forearms.“I wonder if he’ll be naked by the end of this conversation,” Willow said in our link.I forced her back.We weren’t going there.We were still mated to Danny, even if only in name.“Where did you get the whiskey?” I asked, my voice starting to slur even to my own ears.“I brought it with me. Another recommendation from Ashley. She thought you’d need it.”“I have a smart friend.”“Indeed.”Nick opened the bottle and took a swig from it.“Shouldn’t I be the one drinking that?” I asked.He gave me a look. “I’m pretty sure you are doing just fine on the human vodka.”I rolled my eyes.“Whatever,” I muttered, taking another sip.We sat there for a moment.Not talking. Not moving. Just existing.I stared at the bottle in my hand. A part of me hoped that it would give m
(Danny POV)Everyone had different reactions to the alpha king’s visit.Jenna was angry. Ashley was entertained. Kade was worried. And me? I was just flat relieved that he was gone.I had only interacted with Alpha King Connor for 5 or 6 minutes at most, but that was long enough. I got a stran
(Jenna POV)What the f&&k was this male’s problem? I knew from the moment that I walked into the room that the alpha king… Nick… was playing games with me.He was trying to throw me off guard, make me uncomfortable with the awkward silence and weird conversation.Unfortunately, it worked at first.
(Nick POV)I am the alpha king.I have been in this role for almost a year.I was born into the position, but I did not inherit it from my father. At least not directly.The alpha king has come from my father’s bloodline for over 300 years. A male from each generation will inherit the title, but
(Jenna POV)“Holy Goddess, the rumors are true,” Ashley whispered to me.It was five days later, and we were on the second floor of the packhouse, watching from the windows as the alpha king arrived at the packhouse for my meeting with him. Danny, Kade, and the rest of the leadership team were dow







