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.
Damien's POVI strode into the packhouse, my eyes fixed straight ahead, my mate walking silently behind me, her head bowed low, her eyes fixated on the ground, her whole body trembling. I had made no secret of how much I resented this mate bond, that I would have preferred anybody but her. Maybe i
Smug bastard. Damien took hold, and I saw a tenderness in his gaze. "She's so small," he whispered, a hitch in his voice, "so delicate. She looks so much like you Raven," he added before bringing her back over to me and gently placing her back in my arms. "I'm so proud of you," my father burst
I'd never pitied anybody as much as I pitied her in that moment. "Fine," Marissa said suddenly, straightening up as Damien glared at her, "I'll just reject you then. I, Marissa Sinclair," she began with a hiss, "reject you Damien Shadow as...." He moved. One moment, he was beside me, and the next
Raven POV I saw the exact moment that Marissa's head shot up and a look of disbelief appeared on her face as we walked inside her room, Damien trailing reluctantly behind me. Her eyes widened and she looked on the verge of passing out as her eyes swung to look at a disgruntled-looking Damien in s







