And now Cara knows! Not only does Rik know who she is, but he's her mystery man.
Everything was perfect. Exactly as I had planned. I knew she’d be angry at first but unless she made a public spectacle of leaving me on the dance floor, I have about four and a half minutes to tell her how I feel. I could see the change in her the minute I started telling her about her mother’s an
But Cara is special. And I want her to know every day for the rest of her life how special she is to me. I don’t want there to ever be a doubt in her mind that she’s the one and only one for me. Since the moment I saw her across the quad at school, no one will ever compare to her in my eyes. As the
The moment the wolves charge into the clubhouse, Rik pushes me behind him and shifts attacking two almost immediately. I only have a moment to appreciate the quickness of his shift before I’m faced with my own wolves. Artemis pushes forward, about to shift, when Alpha Anders shouts to get those tha
I see fear in his eyes for a moment before it turns to something else. Desire, lust, whatever that look is, it makes my stomach turn. “Well, I will admit, I had high hopes for you Guardian, but you are already exceeding my expectations.” He says with hunger in his voice as his eyes darken. “Oh, yo
As the wolves rush into the clubhouse, the warriors around me scatter, jumping into their wolf form. Donovan pushes forward wanting to shift, but I hold him back. It is easier for us to fight in this form, partially shifted. My canines and claws extend and I begin fighting the rogues, putting myself
“We need a plan. Let’s get back to the packhouse and make one. We captured some wolves, we’ll interrogate them and see what they know. I get in my van, putting on a spare set of clothes. When I arrive back at the packhouse, they are just bringing Alpha Rik in. Rik I’m so pissed at myself for gett
Eli covers my head with a hood, so I can’t see where we are going. It’s enough for me to breathe and also to see bits of light here and there, but nothing specific. We walk for most of the night before we get to a group of cars. “Where are you taking me?” It’s not the first time I’ve asked, and I’m
“Yes sir, Mr. Gruff and Grumpy.” I move to get out of the car, trying not to stumble with my arms and legs bound. When I finally get out of the car, I stand up and….nothing. “Hello? Did you want me to squat right here? I can’t see anything and I can barely move, idiot.” He snarls at me, grabbing my