LOGINShe ran from a ruthless Alpha only to run into the territory of another. Selene stumbles into black ridge pack, injured and near death. When taken in and examined by the pack healer, she's mistaken as a wolf less Omega. Selene decides to hide behind this identity, suppressing her wolf to avoid attention and her past coming for her. But the ruthless Alpha of black ridge pack knows she's not what she claims to be. He notices her strength, her reflexes and the defiance that she shows every now and then. She can't possibly be an Omega. He should cast her out of his pack but yet he's drawn to her in ways he can't understand. When enemies close in and her secrets threaten to rise to the surface. , Selene must choose: run from the Alpha who could ruin her… or risk trusting the one who might be her salvation.
View MoreI force myself to keep going. “Yes, but if I’d had a choice in the matter, I wouldn’t have.” “What do you mean?” Dorian asks. There’s no judgment in his voice, only curiosity. “I’m a Hollow wolf,” I say quietly. “Maybe you’ve heard of it. Stronger and faster than normal werewolves, and when the host dies—” Caden finishes for me, his voice low. “The wolf moves on to find a stronger host.” I nod. “Yes. Only one Hollow wolf is allowed to exist in a century. It keeps the balance, you know, prevents clashes between two Hollow wolves. Spirits like my wolf, Nyra, search for a host strong enough to survive their power.” I swallow. “A host always has a purpose. To fulfill a destiny. To bring stability. Or to birth the next generation.” Mia tilts her head. “What’s yours?” I shake my head. “I don’t know yet. I’m still figuring that out.” I release a slow breath. “My parents never suspected I’d carry a Hollow wolf. The first pup is usually the one chosen. When that pup shifts for the firs
When the child fully shifts and her eyes narrow at her father, I understand. By the resigned look on her parents’ faces, they understand too. I can’t look away as she tears him apart. He doesn’t fight her as she does it. There is only sadness in his eyes, so deep it steals the air from my lungs. The mother tries to stop her, but the newly awakened she-wolf is far too strong. In the end, they both die. Just like my parents did. When the vision shatters, the first thing I see is Caden staring at me in alarm. I realize I’m standing at the very edge of the cliff. My back to the drop, my face turned toward my mate. His hands grip my shoulders, grounding me, holding me steady. My voice comes out rough. “What… happened?” A ragged breath leaves him. “Goddess, Selene, I should be asking you that. You were just standing there, staring past the cliff into nothing and—” He stops. His eyes take on a strange look as he reaches up and gently runs his thumb beneath my left eye. It comes bac
I’m falling. Falling. I land. I expect my bones to crush against the ground, but instead I fall onto soft flowers rather than hard earth. The sound of pounding paws thunders behind me. I scramble to my feet and turn just in time to see a flood of wolves charging toward me, not slowing, not stopping. At their head runs a massive brown wolf, his entire form engulfed in a bright red glow. “Another hollow wolf?” “Kin,” Nyra whispers in awe. My hesitation costs me precious seconds. I squeeze my eyes shut, bracing for the pain, but it never comes. Time passes. I open my eyes with a sharp gasp. They’re running through me. “What?” I’m falling again, straight through the soil. When I land this time, it isn’t gentle. The impact is brutal, pain exploding through my body as my shoulder dislocates. I pant, fighting through the agony, and roll onto my side. The sight before me steals my breath. Thousands of wolves clash across a blood-soaked battlefield. Necks are ripped out. Blood
My words are blunt. “The Goddess has gone mad.” This has to be the only explanation for this new nonsense. Elder Eira’s eyebrows fly to her hairline. “There’s always a reason for everything.” “She wants me to go feral,” I murmur, staring into space. “She’s aware my human part is the only thing keeping Nyra at bay, right?” “You have to stop thinking your wolf is a separate part of you,” she says. “You are one.” I give her a look. “She has her name and is as old as time itself. She’s crazy.” I shrug. “I’m not.” Not if I can help it. You’re just a coward, Nyra snarls. Just when I think my wolf and I have finally ironed out our differences, we’re back on opposite sides. I laugh harshly. “The Goddess must love using me as entertainment. She wants history to repeat itself.” Elder Eira watches quietly, letting me rant. “If I give up my humanity, what would be the difference between me and a rogue?” “You won’t go feral,” Elder Eira says slowly. I stare at her. The goddess must ha






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