LOGINIt isn’t long, though, until I remember that I’m not the average woman. Which means I have to look at this whole situation as more than a snatch-and-grab kidnapping.See, these men said something about their Boss. Their boss... Who could possibly be their Boss?The only person who I think would want to kidnap me is Jefferson Hoard.Is it him?Did he send these men after me?But Allister had everything under control. How can he comfortably break into Silver Valley to kidnap me?Oh my goddess, this is definitely getting crazy.A low, pathetic whimper escapes me. It can't be him. Allister has his men monitoring the man. So, he can't possibly pull this off with such ease.Frustrated tears burn my eyes. Because there is nothing I can do. I’m gagged and bound. And there are two of them and the men look armed.There is no way out of this for me. Except, maybe when the van stops. Maybe I can possibly make a run for it.These guys are huge; big muscles, and big bodies.Unlike the ones that
The more muscular man beside me flashes his tobacco-stained teeth at me and tries to grab my hand.I react by scratching his face with my nails.“Bitch!” he growls as my hand shoots out, my fingernails scratching down his face.“Why the fuck didn’t Rick and his boys tie her up?” the driver groans. “Just fucking tie her up or something,” he adds. “We've got almost an hour's drive. She’s going to pop your eye out if you don't settle her up sooner.”There is a little silence between me and Mr. Muscle, where he's staring at me, waiting for my next move and I'm doing just the same.When the driver doesn’t hear anything from us, he cusses under his breath. “We’re almost at the clearing, tie her up, will you?!” the driver yells.“She’s just a-” Mr. Muscle starts to say just as I suck in a deep breath, harness my inner strength, and scream at the top of my fucking lungs.Shit, he hisses, his body dropping down on mine, straddling my chest, and slapping his hand over my mouth, with his finger
~Jess~The previous week seems to have been the longest and busiest I've ever had.From Gracie’s childbirth to her reunion with the baby's parents, to me moving into a new space, and the shocking chaotic revelation at the Blackwaters Pack house.Monday morning, I make my way to work. First, I make a quick stop to check on Gracie at the home where she’s staying.The home doesn’t have much of a parking space at its entrance, forcing me to use a public parking lot several blocks away from there.The public parking lot is located on an adjacent plane, which requires me to cross a busy main road to get to the home.I stand at the crosswalk, waiting for the traffic light to change. The morning rush hour fills the street with lots of drivers who are driving so recklessly that I had to move a bit into the pedestrian walkway.Suddenly, a powerful force slams into my back,Unprepared, I lunge forward uncontrollably into the busy street. Car horns blare at me from all angles, and several Drivers
My jaw tightens as I begin to speak, “Because,” I turn to Rhea and begin speaking.“Rhea, you coveted your adoptive brother, me. You set up Bullies, prominent medical doctors at the Medical Center, to bully Jess every single day of her life. You arranged with them to sexually harass her. You lied on her and tried to turn everyone against her, and when the plan didn’t work to your favor, you decided to meet with the enemy, Jefferson Hoard, and cause me harm on the night of my engagement. When that plan also ended up unsuccessfully, you had several meetings with Jefferson Hoard, making plans on how to launch a second attack on me. This time, you urged him to start the Hamit-Beta family because you want him to get rid of Jess. You’ve committed several unforgivable and heinous crimes, showing a blatant disregard for werewolf life. Why are you still feigning innocence and expecting leniency from this pack?”The revelation stuns Grandma Regi into horrified silence, her wolf recoiling as if
My mother frowns. She turns to Jess, who is as clueless as she is.I had told Jess we were paying a visit to my Mom, nothing else. So, Jess shakes her head, letting my mother know that she has no idea what announcement I want to make.Unable to hold it in, her curiosity getting the best of her, my mom asks, “What’s this announcement about?“It’s about Rhea, I’m going to punish her,” I state flatly.My mother’s eyes widen in surprise. “What? Allister, haven’t you punished her enough? You already sent her away to Grey Mark. Why punish her again? She made a mistake, right. But you can’t just keep subjecting her to such harsh punishment because of a single mistake.”“You wouldn’t say the same thing if you find out what she did this time,” I tell her.“What did she do that no one has ever done? What did she do that warrants your unforgiveness, Al?”“She’s working against Silver Valley Pack, mother.”My mother’s mouth falls open in shock. She stands up and takes several steps away from us.
I grit my teeth.Damn you, Allister Blackwaters.Dorian is right, and I hate that he’s right.Frustration claws through me violently, making me slam my fist against the marble table.“What do I do then?” I bark. “Sit around while he dismantles my plans piece by piece?”Dorian slowly reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone. “There might be something you can do.”I stare at him impatiently. “What?”He taps his phone screen a few times before walking toward me and handing it over.I look down, and a woman stares back at me from the screen. My lips part slightly in a smile“Well…” I murmur.“No official engagement announcement yet,” Dorian says, “but she’s been seen wearing his ring already.”I chuckle under my breath. Why didn’t I think of her immediately?“She’s the key,” I say, nodding, as I keep staring at her picture.Slowly, I head back to my seat and settle down, a smile now on my face.“It’s a shame they never got to finish that engagement party,” I murmur. “I could marry
A beautiful sunny day at “Sugar Treats” with my best girls has me smiling nonstop.“Well, at least now they know not to mess with us, else I ruin their skull with a bottle of expensive wine,” Agnes’s voice towers above Ursula’s.“Oh, please, you were literally shaking like baby fish,” Ursula jabs a
“Leave her the fuck alone,” Agnes snaps. “The boys were masked for the goddess’s sake. And, like I already told you when I gave my statement, Ursula and I had just gotten inside the car when these boys appeared from nowhere with a damn cleaver. People started running helter-skelter. Ursula and I ha
The street light turns green, but Allister doesn’t move the car right away.“You don’t have to lean on me every time,” he says gently. “Just… don’t lock me out of your life.”His thumb brushes over my knuckles, slowly.“You have me. You’ve always had me.” He hums reassuringly.His words are simple
“Officer,” Allister cuts in. “Miss White is my client. And if you want this issue thrashed out in court, then it’s fine. You already know we go all out for anyone under my law firm.”The police officer starts to stutter, making incoherent sentences.“Officer Dean, is it?” I ask, calling out the nam







