Ten Mason Crescent "There's been a problem." Brooklyn traveled everywhere with an assistant. You couldn't be the CEO of your own company without doing that. Even on vacation. Brookyln's assistant was a tall, lithe young man with brown hair and brown eyes. I had been surprised when she hired him. Usually, assistants were female. But I supposed it came from the outdated notion that men in power wanted someone pretty to look at to help them. Either way, Quincy had worked for the company since the beginning. He seemed to be the only one that could keep his wayward sister in control. Brooklyn had a habit of doing things her own way. Sometimes, it worked out for her like with the company. But other times, it got her into trouble. Quincy helped her during those times. "What problem?" Brooklyn asked. "You had me track Mia," he said, "she disappeared once she got to the airport. I haven't been able to track her. And…
Eleven Mia Conner There was a tall man with long, grey hair looking down at me. I was in a room that I had never been in before. And my head was pounding. "Where am I?" I asked as I sat up in the bed, I'd been placed in. "Your home," the grey-haired man said, "finally. Rachel did a good job keeping you safe but it’s time that both of you came home." "Home?" I asked. "I'm sorry, do I know you?" He shook his head. "You should know me. I'm your uncle. Barrett Harwell." I blinked at him. "Hartwell?" the last name made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. They were one of the wealthiest families in the US and they were known for their mysterious disappearance. Their businesses were still running, but no one had any clue where the family was. "Surely you remember your last name?" he said. I shook my head. "Aunt Rachel never mentioned any of this. I thought the rest of my family was dead…." "No," he said, "they were o
Twelve Mason Crescent One of the many perks of being a rich asshole was that it usually took less time to find people you loved when something bad happened to them. Brooklyn was able to figure out who Mia was with just a simple text to our family and once I knew she wasn't in Vegas, and which pack she belonged to, I made some calls. Rachel had already reunited with her family and Harper would be there too. It was time for me to take my family back. My mate, my daughter, and then my pack. Then, if Mia wanted, I would destroy whoever had destroyed her family too. No one came after what was mine and lived to tell the tale about it. Mia nearly fainted when she saw me. She was still wobbly from fainting at the airport. I couldn't blame her. She'd just found out everything she thought that she knew was a lie. On top of it all, she wasn't even human. She was a werewolf. And the leader of her own pack. Mia glared when she saw me and her nostrils flared. "What the hell are you doing her
Thirteen Mia Conner A werewolf. I couldn't be a fucking werewolf. When I thought back to my childhood, I didn't remember anything about werewolves or magic. But all signs pointed to the improbable. My parents disappearing, me meeting Mason against all odds and us having a daughter…. the universe knew we were supposed to be together. So, it made it happen somehow. "Can I see Rachel?" I asked. "She's here, right?" Mason kept on looking at me like he wanted to eat me alive. I couldn't deal with him just then. There was too much. I was supposed to be in Las Vegas, having a vacation, and instead I was dropped into the middle of a Stephanie Meyer novel. That was the last thing I wanted. "Yeah," said Barrett, "I'll go get her for you. She's been waiting for you to wake up." I made face. "Waiting for me to wake up? How long as it been?" "A day, give or take. The shock from finding out about everything really got to y
Fourteen Mason Crescent "What happened, exactly?" I asked when Barrett dragged me out of the room Mia had been put in so that she could talk to Rachel alone. "What do you mean, what happened, exactly?" Barrett asked. "I remember the Hartwell family. One minute, they were the most powerful family amongst the werewolves. Everyone was excited about them having their heir. After their heir was born though, they vanished. At least, that’s what everyone believed." "We were in hiding," Barrett said, "there were too many people that wanted Mia dead. It's rare for a female werewolf to be born an Alpha. The ones that are almost never make it to their eighteenth birthday. The family had to go into hiding to stay alive. We moved into a human city, changed our last names, and did our best to protect Mia. But there was a family that was relentless about getting rid of her. In fact, you might know them." I raised an eyebrow. "Who?" "The Carina Family."
Fifteen Mia Conner I stood in the room staring at my Aunt Rachel. She looked exactly the same. But after everything that I'd found out, I kept on wondering if I could trust her. "Mia?" she said. "Are you going to say something?" I coughed. I should have said something, anything, but there was only one thing going through my mind. Werewolf. I was a werewolf. Not only that, I was an Alpha. A rare thing for a female to be an alpha. Which meant that Harper…Harper had to be one too. There was no way that she wasn't. Not with me and Mason as her parents. People had come after my family because of this. Did I even want it? Was there a way to get rid of it? "Mia, you're scaring me," said Aunt Rachel. I blinked. "Sorry. I'm just trying to take everything all in." I tilted my head to the side. "Why didn't you tell me?" Aunt Rachel sighed. "I was keeping you safe. You were under attack from the moment you were conceiv
Sixteen Mason Crescent I could feel her before she knocked. Mia found me without even having to ask anyone. Her rage was radiating through the door of Masons study and I opened it before she knocked. I smiled at her. "Well, aren't you a radiant vision?" "Aren't you a dumbass?" Mia hissed at me. Barrett chuckled. "I don't know what's going on, but I know a lovers spat when I see one. I'll let you two have a moment." He brushed past the two of us. Mia slipped into the study and slammed the door shut. "My aunt says that you're dying, and that if you die, I will too. And that the only way for the two of us not to do that is for us to…to…" she looked down at the floor, unable to say the words. I laughed. "Don't get sheepish on me now, Princess. We've already fucked. We've got a kid to show for it." "I know!" she snapped. "I spent her whole life raising her alone because her asshole father made a choic
Seventeen Mia conner When the words came out of my mouth, I wondered about where that thought had come from. I wasn't a blood thirsty person. At least, I hadn't thought so. But when Mason had touched me, I had seen everything. How the Carinas had attacked his family…and I knew…I knew they were responsible for what had happened to mine. That had to be why we had been made each other's mates. Because we had a common enemy. One that we would only get rid of if the two of us were together. He was arrogant enough to think that no one could touch him even though he wasn't an Alpha anymore. I was going to need someone like that by my side. Then there was the question of Harper. I loved my daughter, but it didn't feel right having her in this world of monsters and magic. "I'm going to say something, and you're not going to like it, but you're going to have to listen." Mason looked sharply up at me. "What?" "We need to send Harper away," I said. He made a face. "I just came ba