“I just… I just wanted to be with her…” he whispered. “My uncle… he… he promised me I’d be her hero if I could just keep her safe from the rogue attack…”“Your uncle?” I asked. “Who the fuck is your uncle??”“Beta Ron,” Spencer stammered, the information spilling out of him like a broken faucet. “Al
He couldn’t catch her scent, probably because she was still wearing the masking spray, but for some reason, my wolf was on a mission to a certain location. He started to run through the mass of rogues, fighting and biting his way through. By the time we reached the pack lines, his fur was matted wit
Gavin’s POVSpencer’s grandmother was dead. The rogues had killed her.I pulled my gun out so I could be armed while I escorted Lucy back to the packhouse unharmed. Thankfully, the packhouse wasn’t too far away. However, the damage happening around the pack was escalating at a fast rate. There were
I stepped out of the bathroom and froze when I saw a mug on the nightstand with an assortment of sweeteners. It wasn’t there earlier when I first walked into this room. I glanced in the mug, and it was tea.I put some sugar in the tea, knowing Spencer must have put it in here for me. He was thought
Judy’s POVAfter dinner, I walked into the guest room, feeling relieved to have a bit of solitude. As much as I enjoy Spencer’s company and I’m glad to have a friend with me, it was also nice to be alone so I could gather all my thoughts. That pending sense of dread stayed with me, and it was messin
I knew very little of Spencer’s life before I arrived at the pack; he’s kind of a closed book despite our close friendship. But I have heard that his grandmother basically raised him after his parents passed away. He was only a young boy at the time, and whatever happened, it shaped who he was as a