FAZER LOGINAndreas My wolf’s reaction and mine were instinctive, immediate, and identical: NO. I didn’t need to think about it for a single second. I already knew I would never reject Michaela. It didn’t matter that she was a traitor and a Lycan. It didn’t matter that she hated me – or that my inability to
“I was going to come tell you to stop ignoring me,” he said hoarsely. His eyes flitted from my rucked-up sleep shirt showing my pebbled nipples to the thin blanket I’d hastily yanked up over the nakedness underneath. “But it looks like you can’t get me out of your head any more than I can get you ou
Michaela For a moment, it was like my sister was there, a dark shadow standing between us. Shame flooded through me, a familiar old feeling from my years of hidden, youthful love for Andreas. I’d never once done anything to get between Bria and Andreas. I’d never, ever be glad that she was gone, e
That made her glare at me with obvious fury. And the fire in her black eyes began to wake an answering fire in me.Michaela Each day that passed had left me angrier and angrier. Partly at myself, for daring to hope that things could ever change between me and Andreas. But mostly at Andreas himself
Andreas The next few days passed like a strange and bitter dream. All of the witnesses from the night of the new moon were sworn to secrecy on pain of banishment. Behind closed doors, the pack council was informed of both recent events and my new strategy of pretending to continue searching for a
Michaela We were dazed and drunk with each other as Maya hauled us off to the healing rooms. I couldn’t stop staring at Andreas – my mate, and I’m his, and he knows it – and his eyes were just as fixed on me. The painful raised marks left behind by the silver chains were already fading into faint
I was sure that begging for my life wouldn’t save me. The question had been contemptuous and cold – nothing more than a way to humiliate the weakness of his captured prey. He loathed me too much to let me go.But I didn’t know if Gabriel was safe yet. My son still needed me. Shame for showing weakne
YlvaYlva, loyal Beta to Andreas Turner, stood stone-faced as her Alpha barked negotiations over the phone.The human official’s voice – familiar from the rare occasions they liaised with the few high-level humans that knew about the werewolf world – screeched through the phone speakers.“–a kidnapp
Panic pulsed through my nerves like an electric shock. Andreas, standing in front of me across the dark alleyway, was my nightmare come to life.The only thing that kept me from screaming was the undercurrent of my panic: a feeling of utter confusion and disbelief.My wolf had recognised Andreas as
My mind raced and my blood pounded beneath my restraints.I was always better at doing than at talking. There were no perfect words I could conjure to save myself.My only chance was to shift the situation to my advantage.The guards smirked as they approached. Tensing, I tried to prepare myself. I







