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You Don't Have me

作者: Elize Pheiffer
last update 公開日: 2026-04-05 14:48:17

Every step away from Cane’s quarters was a step toward a different kind of darkness. I didn't cry. Tears were for people who still had something left to lose.

I reached the heavy door of the storage locker. My hand hovered over the magnetic lock for a heartbeat. I could hear the beating of my own heart.

The lock hissed open.

Caspian was exactly where I had left him, restrained in the steel chair. The overhead light caught the silver in his hair and the sweat on his brow. When he saw me enter, h
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  • The Wolfpack's New Receptionist   One Month Later

    The neon sign for V& E Repairs and Recovery buzzed with a rhythmic hum.I sat behind my desk, my fingers flying across the keyboard. On the monitor, I was currently "cooking" the most expensive meal of my life. I had three different spreadsheets open: the one the IRS would see (a struggling small business), the one our "legitimate" parts suppliers saw, and the real one.I was currently routing sixty thousand dollars from a "salvaged" Mercedes sale through four shell companies I’d set up using my father’s old offshore protocols. It was a thrill, in a cold, mathematical way.“Eloise! Hand me the torque specs for that 2025 Porsche block!” Viper’s voice boomed from the back, followed by the whine of a pneumatic drill.I grabbed the tablet, printed the sheet, and walked into the back.The workshop was Viper’s domain. At any given moment, there were four cars in various states of dissection. Right now, he was standing over the skeleton of a Range Rover. His massive forearms were slick with

  • The Wolfpack's New Receptionist   I'm Staying Here

    The cold air of the city felt like a new start as I rode toward the shipyard. The Ghost hummed beneath me, a steady vibration that was the only thing keeping me grounded. In my jacket pocket, the folder containing the deeds to the Everglades felt like a trophy I had won.The hangar doors hissed open. The Blood-Hounds were there, lounging in their human forms, the tension of the previous days replaced by a restless, wary peace. Viper was the first to see me. He stood up from a grease-stained crate, his eyes scanning my face for a sign of what had happened.“I got it,” I said, my voice sounding flat and hollow in the vast space.I pulled the folder from my pocket and tossed it onto the workbench. Cane emerged from the back office, his presence as overwhelming as ever, Nara trailing behind him like a silent shadow.Viper stepped forward, his fingers trembling slightly as he opened the folder. His eyes were widening with every page.“The titles... Eloise, this is everything. It’s irrevoca

  • The Wolfpack's New Receptionist   The Price Of A Brother

    The doors opened directly into the executive boardroom.At the far end of the table, my father sat, and standing beside him was Silas.Silas didn't wait for me to sit. He lunged toward me as I entered the room."Where is he?" Silas roared.I walked to the center of the room. I didn't flinch. I didn't even acknowledge his anger. I pulled out a heavy leather chair and sat, crossing my legs with a slow, deliberate grace."He’s alive," I said, my voice sounding unnervingly calm even to my own ears."For now."Silas slammed his hands onto the table, leaning over me until his face was inches from mine."What the hell do you want, you little bitch? Tell me where he is before I tear the location out of your throat."I looked past him, meeting my father’s gaze. Harrison Thorne hadn't moved. He looked at me with a mixture of cold curiosity and disappointment."I want the Everglades," I said.The silence that followed was absolute. Silas let out a short, disbelieving laugh, while my father’s eye

  • The Wolfpack's New Receptionist   You Don't Have me

    Every step away from Cane’s quarters was a step toward a different kind of darkness. I didn't cry. Tears were for people who still had something left to lose.I reached the heavy door of the storage locker. My hand hovered over the magnetic lock for a heartbeat. I could hear the beating of my own heart.The lock hissed open.Caspian was exactly where I had left him, restrained in the steel chair. The overhead light caught the silver in his hair and the sweat on his brow. When he saw me enter, his lips curled into a knowing smile."Back so soon, Eloise?" he asked, his voice smooth.He tilted his head, his ice-blue eyes scanning my face."Let me guess. The reunion didn't involve you. Was the Alpha too pre-occupied with his 'mate' to notice you’d returned?"The mention of Nara, sent a flash of rage through me. I didn't answer him. I didn't scream or throw a punch. I just walked toward him, my movements slow and deliberate.I reached for the hem of my tactical jacket and pulled it off, le

  • The Wolfpack's New Receptionist   Her Territory

    The Charger screamed down the mud-slicked backroads of the Everglades, the engine’s roar the only thing drowning out the tension inside the cabin. Viper drove like a man possessed, his knuckles white on the steering wheel as he pushed the car to its absolute limit.I sat in the passenger seat, my lungs burning, my 9mm still warm in my hand. I didn't dare lower it. Caspian was slumped behind me, his breath hitching in spurts of pain from the bullet hole in his leg.My eyes flickered to the rearview mirror.Cane was in the back, but he wasn’t looking at the road, or the hostage, or even at me. He was completely focused on Nara. She was clinging to his arm, her head resting against his massive shoulder. In the light of the passing trees, she looked fragile. But then, her gaze shifted.She caught my eye in the mirror.For a fleeting second, the "victim" mask slipped, and she flashed me a sharp, snarling grin. It wasn't the look of a rescued prisoner; it was the look of a wolf who had just

  • The Wolfpack's New Receptionist   Mission Accomplished

    "Great! You let him get away!" I screamed.Cane reached out, his fingers brushing Nara’s cheek, which made my skin crawl."Nara," he whispered, his voice broken.I stood there, a gun in each hand, feeling like the intruder in a story I had written myself into.Cane snapped back to reality, the soldier taking over. He reached for his radio."Viper! Viper, do you copy? We’ve been compromised. The target has escaped through the North-East emergency exit. Move in! Initiate the secondary extraction phase. Now!"Silence. Only the white noise of an empty frequency hissed back at him."Viper, respond!" Cane roared into the comms.Still nothing. The silence was terrifying. It meant the "ghost run" wasn't just blown; it was buried."Something happened," Cane rasped."We need to get out of here. Now!"He didn't look at me. He didn't offer a word of apology for pointing a loaded weapon at my heart. Instead, he reached down and took Nara’s hand, pulling her to her feet. He tucked her into his side

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