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Ronan's POV"Nephew? My how you have grown into quite the man. Let me look at you," Aunt Kat gushes over me.We have been trying for so long to get her back to herself and now that she is, I almost dont believe it and to think Willow has been the key to getting her back this whole time. Seriously is there anything that she can't do? All of this solidifies my belief that even if she wasn't mated to me, she was still made just for me.I open my arms and allow my aunt to walk into them to embrace me. Tears are threatening to take over as I release her and take a second to admire her and relish in the fact that she is here and coherant. The guilt of what happened to her has eaten away at me for so long and then it got worse when I found that her wolf actually died and that's why she went all bat shit crazy. Honestly, I still feel guilty a little. If it wasn't for her helping me in the first place, none of this would have happened.Willow grasps my hand and gives it a gentle squeeze. I kno
Willow's POVI'm just so unbelievably hot right now. I have never felt such need and desire. I want to rip his clothes off and ride his rock hard dick right here in the kitchen. The thought of it alone is making me wet. I can feel him trying to reign it in, to control himself, but I want him to lose control with me. I want to feel him on every inch of my skin and more so inside of me. My core is slick and painfully throbbing with my need for him.I break my kiss and leave a trail of them down his neck where I lick and tease the mark he now wore showing that he is mine."I want you," I whisper in his ear before I draw his bottom lobe in my mouth, pulling a low and seductive growl from his throat.His hand grip my ass harder and he rubs my pussy against the rough material of his jeans so I could feel how hard he is for me. I reach my hands between our bodies and begin to unfasten the button of his jeans.His hand stops mine for a second, "Someone could walk in."I shrug, "Let them."I
Chapter OneWillows POVI grab my keys from my desk, shove them into the pocket of my jeans and make my way to the door. My office is small and hidden in the back of Pete's Dojo. It's not the typical location for a Private Detective, but it is perfect for someone who tracks the creatures of the night. No one expects a Private Detective to run an office out of a dojo.I was lucky to land this office. Pete is a very good friend of mine, and he has trained me to fight after hours. Training like ours cannot be done during normal business hours. I'm a Werewolf and Pete; well, he is too. Two creatures alike, hiding who they are in a city full of our enemies and humans.Pete has been helping me dig into my ancestry to see if I have any family out there. I was raised as a baby by a human family who knew nothing of my past or my lineage. They still have no clue to this day that I am a werewolf. My first shift occurred on my s
Ronan's POVThe pen scratches across the paper as I sign the Pack Funds Allocation, Budget form, and add it to the growing pile of forms on my desk. My ears perk up at the sound of the pack training outside. I shove the chair behind as I stand, walking to the window to look out at my family. That's what my pack is, one big family.I have done a lot, sacrificed a lot for this pack and they rewarded me with their undying loyalty. Most Alpha's constantly look over their shoulder for the next power-hungry member to attempt to overthrow them. I saved them from the wrath and rule of my uncle by taking him out. He was a vicious and cruel Alpha. Countless pack members were tortured, and some killed just for sport under his rule. Lower ranking women, Omegas were brutally raped and sodomized for his pleasure.My Father was the rightful Alpha to the Blood River Pack and my uncle, his Beta. The truth came out that my parents died at the hands of my uncle and that is when my
Willow's POV"Here, it's not much, but it's the best I can do with not having a female in the house," Pete says as he hands me a pair of sweatpants and an old Led Zeppelin T-Shirt.I smile graciously, "My go to kind of outfit. Thanks Pete."He shows me upstairs to the bathroom, "You can shower in here. Towels and washcloths are in the closet here," he says pointing at the tiny linen closet just inside the bathroom door."Thanks again, Pete. I don't know what I would do without you."Pete smiles slightly before wrapping his arms around me in a hug, "You are not just a friend Willow. You are family. No thanks are needed."I nod my head at his reply. I may not know where I came from or who my relatives are, but Pete really is the closest thing I have to family. I hope one day that will change and that I will get to know my blood family one day, if they still exist, but Pete, he will always be family to me. I close the door behind him and lock it out of hab
Ronan's POV"All good things must come to an end," I hear Xander say as I pull my shorts on.He is right though. I love running just as much as my wolf does. It's invigorating. The only downfall is the repetitive need for showers due to my wolfs love of rolling around in the mud."Tell me about it. Have you heard anymore from Pete?'Xander nodded briefly, "He sent a text. They safely boarded and should land around noon tomorrow.""Good. I'm going to hit the shower and then try to finish some paperwork. Let me know if anything else comes up," I direct as I make my way up the stairs to the third floor."Most Alpha's save the rooms and offices on the first floor for themselves because of the convenience. I opted to have my quarters on the highest floor, away from prying eyes and ears. Every night the nightmares come. I relive the nightmare of my parents’ death and the night that I killed my uncle and cost his mate her freedom. It's a horror movie on
Willow's POVI wake to Pete nudging me softly. We had arrived in Montana, and I slept through most of the flight. I lift my head from Pete's shoulder and rub my eyes to adjust."Sorry, I didn't mean to fall asleep on you."Pete chuckles, "It's all good. Did you sleep well?"I nod my head and move to stand in the aisle with everyone else waiting to exit the plane. I look back at Pete. His eyes are puffy and red, and he looks exhausted."Did you get any sleep at all?" I ask, genuinely concerned about my friend.His reply is a short grunt which tells me that he didn't, and he didn't want me to ride his ass for it. Well tough titty said the kitty."Pete, we were safe on the plane. You should have tried to get some sleep. I appreciate that you want to help me, but never hurt yourself in the process. You look like shit."He nudged me forward without saying anything. Once we are off the plane and inside the airport, Pete pulls me to the side and whis
Ronan’s POVGhost is on a warpath in my head, trying to take control. Hearing Willow deny being our mate stirred him up and made him determined to mark her right then and there, whether she was willing or not. That is the last thing I want. She may be an infuriating woman but marking her while she resists will make it physically painful for her and I don’t think that will help make her trust us. If anything, it could scare her away and I have waited too long for my mate to let her go.She seems to like Xander well enough. Maybe I can get him to put in a good word for me. I put the car in drive and continue down the old dirt road to the packs medical examiner’s office. Hopefully Charles completed his examination. It may help us in figuring out who did this to her. Everything about this case from the outside looking in, screams wolf attack but, I can’t shake the feeling that there is more to it. If it was one of my pack members, it brings a whole