LOGINThis pack would be better off without him, although I doubted they would last much longer without a leader. I tore into him and listened to his howls of pain as they filled the air. I had no compassion, no flicker of sudden conscience. Just bloodlust and the desire for revenge against this man wh
Aaron POVThe sight of my mate struggling against that bastard Jacob nearly froze me. I could see the fear in her eyes as she flailed against him. It infuriated me. The man was bordering on obsessive. He'd even abandoned his pack in favor of taking my mate. Rage coursed through me as she suddenly b
To my surprise, Aaron proved to be lethal. He effectively mobilized two men immediately and then a third without even breaking a sweat. Every movement was precise, calculated, and designed to inflict maximum harm. I winced as another man went sprawling, his head hitting the floor and several teeth
Asher POVThe moment I saw the dog collar, I instinctively knew this was Jacob's doing. I offered no resistance, knowing the punishment would be far worse if I did, and allowed the warriors to drag me away, my gaze fixated on the floor in shame. I felt like nothing more than a worthless dog. Of cou
"Well, we've probably had a lot of elderly pack members die," he said evasively. I snorted. He had an answer for everything. "What about the fact that all those missing are women? Women primarily aged 18-25? Young girls who disappeared without a trace? You attempted to get rid of all their informa
Aaron POVThe pack house is always swarming with shifters, drunk ones, stoned ones, and ones who are trying to seduce the omegas. The whole thing is filled with debauchery. It disgusts me. Alpha Jacob seems to be proud of it as he exhales from the cigar he's smoking, his eyes dancing with amusement.
Hades POVShe clutches at me with trembling hands, her eyes imploring me. “Hades,” she whimpers, “you don’t know how terrifying that was.”I want to yank her hands away. I dislike being touched in general. She’s meant to be my fiancée however and for that, I grant her some leeway. She’s not exactly
Raven POV“Well, well, well, look at what we have here. Two beauties sure to fetch a pretty price at auction,” the leader drawled, looking at his mates who nodded with wide smiles on their faces.Human traffickers. It’s almost a relief. I would rather face them than rogues or hunters. Marissa doesn’
Raven’s POV“I can’t believe mother made me travel in this disgusting car,” Marissa complained for the hundredth time as I gritted my teeth and forced myself to remain silent.It had been hours, and she still hadn’t let up. Her objections ranged from the make of the car, which was a plain black SUV
Raven POV“You’ll do this or never enter these walls again,” my mother’s voice is harsh, unyielding, and her expression is thunderous.My sister Marissa is speechless. For as long as I can remember, our mother has never spoken to her in that way. She had always been doted on, treated like a fragile







