The Wolf Among Billionaires

Chapter 1~ Natalie ~There are two rules for a werewolf hiding among humans.Rule one: never draw attention.Rule two: never, ever throw a rock at one of them.In my defense, he threw it first."Read the address again," I said.Allie held up my phone and squinted at it. "Forty-four Crescent Row, Wellington Heights. Same as the last five times you asked."I stood beside my old Honda and stared down the street. At the end of it sat a mansion so big it could swallow my whole apartment building. Green lawns. Tall iron gates. A family crest on every gate — a stag's head with crossed pine branches behind it.This was a rich people's street. Old money. The kind of people who hired girls like me to clean their houses and forgot our names by dinner.And my step-sister was supposedly living here.Eighteen months ago, my step-sister Fanny and I packed two bags, bought fake papers, and ran. We changed our names. We changed our numbers. We swallow little white pills every morning — pills that kee

Chapter 3~ Natalie ~"Happy Winter Solstice to me," I whispered to my own blurred reflection.The door opened behind me.I spun around, quickly wiping my eyes. Allie stood in the doorway, dripping wet, a towel knotted over her lingerie and a dreamy smile on her face."Oh my God, Natalie." She leaned against the door and sighed. "He's incredible. We talked forever — and then he excused himself for a while, and when he came back he'd changed his clothes. Showered, even. He smelled different, new cologne, which was a little strange? But I figured he wanted to impress me. And then we got in the pool, and..." She bit her lip. "He invited me to his bedroom."The floor tilted under me. "He what?""I know!" She was glowing. Actually glowing. "We only met eight hours ago and there's already this pull between us. Like gravity." She crossed to her suitcase and started digging through it. "Where's my black lace set? A broke girl and a billionaire's son — this is the plot of every novel I've ever