LOGINKade“Fuck! How do you catch me with that move every time?”“Because I’m better than you are. Once you accept it, your face will thank you.”Tyson and I had been sparring for a while now. It had become our Wednesday morning routine, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t read him. This guy was an incredible fighter, probably one of the best I’d ever seen, and I was determined to kick his ass. Hopefully. He dropped his arms and blew out a breath. “You’re approaching this all wrong. Stop thinking of this like you’re fighting another wolf. Wolves are pack animals; bears are solitary. One-on-one, based on size alone, a bear would destroy a wolf. But when you’re part of a pack, the odds even out.”“I know all that. What’s your point?”“My point is, every Wednesday, you come out here to beat me as your only goal. And you leave disappointed each time. How about you learn from me instead? You’re putting your focus and energy in the wrong place. You’ve got to walk before you can run.”A
DrewNinety-six days. That’s how long I’ve been laid up in this filth hole, fighting for my life. I don’t know what those Blue Moon fucks did to me, but I haven’t heard from my wolf Killian since I woke up, and without him, I’ve been unable to heal properly. Three months of lying in bed, dealing with the pain of shattered knee caps, third-degree burns, broken bones, deep gashes and punctures, and disgusting infections. But the pain I can deal with; it only lasts for so long. Bones and burns would heal, and gashes would eventually close. Some things, though, would never heal. Not everything could be rectified with time.When the Gamma took that saw and cut off my right arm, I’d never before felt that type of agony. And he watched as I screamed and kicked. He made me weak and took pleasure in it. I would never be able to fight and protect myself again; never be able to hand out punishments to the unworthy, or be a wolf worth fearing. He took everything from me, and I’d return the favo
MattThree months later …It took a lot of convincing, but I was finally able to convince Taylor not to call off the baby shower that our moms had worked so hard to plan. Shortly after Drew disappeared, we told her parents what was happening so that they would take precautions. That meant that we also had to tell them that their daughter was now a wolf. When they found out, Robert and Nancy refused to take our calls for weeks, but I think they were more hurt that they were kept in the dark than anything else. Eventually, they came around, and now here we are, about to celebrate the fact that our daughter would be born in less than four weeks. I admit that it was hard to celebrate, but Taylor needed the distraction. We all did. There hadn’t been one sighting of Drew since he escaped, and we had no clue where to find him. We had some of the best trackers in the world, but still came up with nothing. But today, I wanted to see Taylor’s beautiful smile and hear her laugh. I wanted her
MattI didn’t sleep last night. I just couldn’t. I was never the guy who got pleasure out of someone else’s pain, and I never thought that I would disrespect my mate. But in the span of one night, I did both, and I didn’t know who I was anymore. The sun wasn’t up yet, so as quietly as I could, I crept downstairs and to the kitchen. I was surprised to see Tyson there, drinking coffee and sitting in the dark. Xander had a guest room set up for him on the second floor while his living situation was being figured out. “What are you doing up? You’ve got a beautiful woman in your bed, and you’re down here?”I walked to the coffee pot and poured myself a huge cup, then went and sat next to him. “Last night was fucked up. I never expected things to go as far as they did.”“It’s a fucked up world we live in, but you knew that going in. So, what’s the real issue?”“I enjoyed it.”“Ahh. Well, that’s different.”“Yeah.”We sat in silence for a few minutes before he dropped some words of wisdom
MattTaylor was tucked in bed, fast asleep, and she was safe. I would never have to worry about something happening when she was out of my sight again, and I’ve never been more relieved. I stood in the basement watching as Tyson and Kade snapped silver-coated shackles onto Drew’s wrists and hoisted him up into the air. I had no idea how much tranquilizer Tyson had given him, but he was comatose the entire ride home. “You gentlemen ready to wake him up?” Tyson asked. “Absolutely. I’ve waited long enough,” I said, stepping closer to Drew’s dangling body. Kade walked over to the table in the corner and picked up a syringe and a blow torch. “Which one? I’m sure either will get the job done.”“Why not both?”He smiled at me, then handed me the blowtorch while he positioned the syringe of wolfsbane at Drew’s neck. Once I had the torch lit, I looked over his body to find the best spot to begin. I settled on his left hand. It was the closest, and I’m sure he used it more than a few time
TysonWhen I opened the door, there stood Drew, smug and pompous on the other side. I wanted to end my career with him as my final kill, but his life wasn’t mine to take. I stepped aside and let him in before any words were spoken. I didn’t want anyone to hear anything they shouldn’t. He looked around and frowned. “So, where’s my flower? Shouldn’t she be here?”“First of all, fuck you. Second, she’s not your flower; she belongs to me now. The dead body in my tub says so.”“Did she see you do it? That would’ve been a great punishment for all that she’s done.”“What is wrong with you? Just do what you came to do and get the hell out. I’m done dealing with your psycho ass.” This guy was really pissing me off. I was going to snap any second. He shrugged and looked around, bored. “Are you sure you want to take her instead of the cash? She’s been used plenty of times by him. Probably by the entire pack. You’d have a better time fucking a trash bag.”I snapped. My fist flew out and landed







