LOGINXAVIERAThe moment the car door closed beside me, everything sped up two times forward. Caden had rushed out, and the moment Ryker spoke, I saw the blood drain from face.His mother.The dread was unmistakable.Ryker was already coming around the car, Reid and Calum trailing behind.“Call Chief Garret, initiate a third grade lockdown, no one enters or leaves the pack until I say so. And put the Chief on the line, I'd like to know how the enemy slipped past security under his watch.”Everything from that moment on was race and speed.The Journey back to the manor was filled with a stifling silence.Neither of us said a word.I didn't know what to say.Ryker looked out the window, his expression l
CADENIt wasn't my intention to go there. I knew she'd be there, Ryker was invited , naturally he'd bring her along. And just as she wanted, I had kept my distance. But it's been over a week of trying to avoid what I felt, burying myself in work, in Erin, in training, and yet my thoughts still returned to her. “Caden.”I looked up from fastening the cuff of my black jacket.Erin stood at the doorway.She looked beautiful.Her silver gown shimmered beneath the candlelight, hugging her figure elegantly, while her blonde hair cascaded over one shoulder.I told her she looked beautiful. She smiled."You don't look bad yourself," she said, walking further into the room. “You know,” she began slowly, reaching for my tie, her fingers working them into a knot. “I can always ditch the girls and accompany you.”Silence settled between us briefly, and I toiled with the idea. Xaviera would be there. Erin was offering to be my shield again, and I could honestly use the distraction. But…“I
XAVIERA“You look like you'd rather be anywhere else.”That unmistakable baritone.I froze. Not tonight.I turned, and of course, it was Caden.He stood near the balcony railing in his charcoal tuxedo, looking like he hadn't slept properly in a week. My chest tightened at the sight of him."I was just leaving," I said quietly.It's been a whole week since I last saw him. I wanted to ask if he was okay.If he was doing alright. He didn't look like he was doing alright.“I was just leaving,” I said quietly.He nodded.I began to move away from the balcony, when his hands closed around my wrist.“Please, wait.”
XAVIERAThe silence in the car had a pulse.It was so loud that it rang in my ears, and so heavy that it rested on my shoulders like a damp wool blanket. Outside, the dense forest that demarcated the borders of Crescent Moon from Greenwood pack blurred into streaks of black as our SUV sliced through the moonlit highway. Every now and then, moonlight slipped through the canopy, silver ribbons slithered across the polished leather seats before disappearing just as quickly.Calum sat behind the wheel while Reid occupied the passenger seat, occasionally checking the road ahead and the convoy behind us. Neither of them dared disturb the silence hanging over the backseat.Ryker sat motionless beside me, one arm rested against the door, the other on his thigh, long fingers curled loosely into a fist. His profile was illuminated every few seconds by the passing streetlights, revealing the sharp line of his jaw, the faint crease between his brows. An expression carved from stone. He looked
XAVIERAThe only normal thing the past week was Eileen teaching me about the Luna dos and Luna do nots. Allyfest this.Allyfest that. Which families held influence.Which Alphas preferred formal greetings.Where I should stand.When I should speak.When I absolutely should not.Apparently, there was an entire handbook for being the Luna of one of the most powerful packs in the Southern realms.Growing up, I used to think if an Alpha ever walked into the Red court with an intent of marriage, it would be to claim either Zephyr or Georgia. Not me. Zephyr had the grace, confidence and elegance expected of an Alpha's daughter.Georgia had always been this little princess. I had been Father's finest warrior, content and happy with a sword in my hand.I told myself that if I never found a mate, I'd become one of Red Moon's Delta Generals.If I did find one, I'd probably serve as a warrior Gamma in my mate's pack.That had always been enough for me.Never in my wildest dreams had I imagi
ALPHA RYKERI knew it would always happen.From the moment she arrived at the ball that night in that perfect dress, to when they disappeared and returned to the dance floor together...I knew he wanted her.Phoebe might have hinted at it, but I hadn't wanted to believe her.But it was true.He wanted her first.Had the Moon Goddess not intervened with her twisted sense of humour, he probably would have staked his claim on her that very night.Fate chose me.Did he resent me for having the upper hand?Probably.Would she have been with him if it weren't for this bond?Probably.Did she prefer his company to mine?I hated the answer to that one.Those thoughts infuriated me more than the memory of walking in on Caden flipping my mate over and almost kissing her.The image refused to leave me, no matter how hard I tried.Xaviera beneath him.Caden hovering over her, one hand planted beside her shoulder, the other wrapped firmly around her waist to stop her from hitting the ground.Xavie
XAVIERA Today was the day I had always anticipated. The weather was bright, and the birds chirped joyously. Our house was a beehive, and I could hear almost every chatter, and rapid steps downstairs. I stood over my window, watching people troop into Red Manor, perfect smiles on their faces. They
BETA CADENI was walking on thin ice. A little crack, and I'd be going under. I knew this, but I couldn't help the anger that coursed through my veins when my mother told me about Ryker sleeping out for the past two nights, and Xaviera finding out he had been at Lauren's. I knew he was angry, but
XAVIERAI was premiumly fucked!I didn't know why I had let this thing with Caden even play the first scene. I didn't know why I had let him get that close to me when I knew what he wanted, what I was feeling, an
XAVIERAIt's been four days since Ryker pinned me against the walls of the training ground, and kissed me senseless. That was my first kiss. And never did I envision that it would be as passionate and maddening as that. Now that he'd kissed me, I wanted him to do more. I wanted him to make love to







