LOGINScottI know that I have assigned them the rooms to use at their disposal. I know that to secure the most unbiased and in-depth investigation results, we had those quarters locked down.But being led through the hallways of my own pack house as if I were a total stranger doesn’t sit well with me. Watching the broad shoulders of General Alastor while following him, I suppress a tsk at the anger rising in me. There is nearly nobody who is taller than me, not even among the alphas in the strongest packs around mine. I am towering over most of them. Especially over that stopper of alpha Noah. That thought gets me to smirk, but I lose it quickly. Why did they send this guy out of all of them? ‘I don’t think that April is easily impressed only by tallness,’ my wolf wheezes while trying not to laugh too hard. Idiot. Erecting a wall between us because I am tired of his know-it-all demeanor, I roll back my shoulders, concentrating on the general again. Still. I am already pissed that
Scott ‘Who am I to stop you,’ my wolf mocks, commenting on the mantra I am murmuring in my head. Stay away from her. Why are you getting so close to her? Back up! Just when my sense is kicking back in, forcing me to distance myself from her, something flashes up in her eyes. Her irises light up, an unfamiliar color circling in them before disappearing again. Even if I hate to admit it, I have known her for long enough. And this is not her wolf. While my brain is working hard to solve the mystery of where it might come from, I inadvertently inch closer. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips, signalling me something unconsciously before she averts her gaze. “You could be honest for once, you know.” The glistering on her lipstick-red lips captures me in a trance, and before I can help it, my hands have already moved. The tingling of the sparks travels up my fingers, spreading on my palms as I hold her chin to get her eyes back on me. ‘This will not end well,’ my wolf
April “Don’t you want to know what was in the bottle?” His question triggers me to look at the jar automatically, spotting the droplets left in it. I feel like it is a trap, but I seem to have long lost the ability to think logically. “What was in the bottle?” I ask, and he grins slyly, stepping closer. He hands me the jar, and I fold my fingers around it, closing it in my fist. It isn't as cold as I would have expected, and I guess that it is the warmth of Scott’s hand left on the glass that is just streaming into my palm. “I gave the original bottle to the lycans,” he whispers, making me look up at him. “To have it tested, so we don’t know for certain. We suspect that it is some kind of benzodiazepine. The brownish color would indicate some street-level quality or that it was contaminated.” “That would explain a lot,” I observe calmly, and I get enraptured by the sparks the pride flashing up in his eyes creates. “Someone did his research right.” I have to suppress a l
April Snatching my wrist, he pulls me back, preventing me from grabbing the doorknob that was just inches within my reach. “The fuck?” he snarls, turning me around, only to make my back hit the wall. “What did you just say?” I stand my ground, ignoring the pain of the impact pulsating up my back, and refuse to squirm in his grip. “That you tortured me and didn’t mind asking for my help even though you knew it would—” “Not that,” he barks, causing the words to get stuck in my throat. “I took advantage of you? While you were obviously not in a conscious state?” I grit my teeth, wanting to disappear through the wall so I could escape him holding me hostage. “That’s not even the worst you have done to me. At least this time, I didn’t have to live through it. No way this is the only thing, in all that I told you that you registered with that fast brain of yours.” “The fuck, April?” he growls, baring his fangs that look like they are growing. “You are not calling me a rapist. You were
April “I beg your fucking pardon?” My hiss makes him flinch, and even if it is barely noticeable, I am hella proud of myself. Taking a step forward, I finally release my fingers, feeling them totally numbed. “You will take that back or I will slash your fucking throat,” I reach him, holding a finger into his face. He laughs, obviously not seeing me as a threat, but I can still see a confusion light up in his eyes. Is he really taken aback by my reaction? These men really don’t use their brains as they used to. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” he chuckles, literally causing my blood to swell over at how much it is boiling by now. “What the fuck is wrong with ME?” I gasp, straightening my spine as if it could make him look down at me less. “What the fuck is wrong with YOU?” He is still grinning broadly when he lowers his head, shaking it like I was some deranged, petulant girl. Inhaling, he is about to spit some more bullshit, but I stop him efficiently. “Don’t you
April Scott closes the door behind us, locking us into what looks like an empty office. It is clearly recognizable that it hasn’t been used for a bit by the stuffy air, even if it looks like it is tended to lovingly, because I can’t even spot the slightest layer of dust. I keep my gaze fixed on the neatly arranged desk of massive dark wood, trying to ignore the electricity rising in the air as he takes a few steps back into the room to stand directly behind me. Forcing myself not to react out of instinct or discomfort and turn around to look at him, I freeze myself in my spot. “What is it?” I ask, praying that I sound as unbothered as I plan to. My nails claw into my upper arms as I still hug myself as if I wanted to stabilize myself and not fall apart under the pressure created by his proximity. Even if I don’t feel cold anymore, I can feel the goosebumps prickling on my skin. I sense his hand moving around me, and I am pretty proud of myself for not acting on my instincts and
Scott “My Alpha?” I cringe as Ana knocks at my cracked-open door, stepping into my office carefully. “Hey, Ana. Thank you for coming by so quickly. Please, take a seat.” I gesture to the chair standing in front of my desk, and observe her kneading her hands while she takes slow steps in its di
Good evening, my lovely readers I'm sorry that the book had a few major breaks and updates are not coming, but due to health issues, I unfortunately had to slow down, and had to stop working on a few books of mine, and take the painful decision about which book I had to concentrate on. I'm getting
Scott ‘You know it better than me that this is an excuse,’ my wolf mocks me and he starts to go on my nerves. Ignoring him, I straighten my spine and walk into the wing of the pack hospital that her pack members told me she would be in. ‘There is no way your reasoning is valid. In no universe,
ScottMy heart does a somersault as the air shifts, her scent enveloping me anew even before I hear her. “Oh, hello.” Turning my head, I find her standing in the doorway to the kitchen, looking at us with wide eyes. She is holding some kind of basket filled with sachets and flasks, and I guess tho







