You’re at your rock bottom, who can you turn to? Suddenly you remember the stranger who saved you when your pack was raided. But isn't the devil himself someone you should run from at all costs? Harlow is a rogue teenage she-wolf with nothing to lose who is ready to risk it all for a better life. When the devil agrees to help her, she has no idea that the rollercoaster that is her life is just getting ready to shoot into the stars; but all things that go up, must come down. There are numerous disappearances, even murders happening around her, and she lives in constant fear of the danger without realizing that she is part of the problem. Nothing in her life goes as planned and with more than just herself to care for, she’s forced to choose between her heart and mind. With three intense potential suitors ready to fall at her feet, an overwhelmed Harlow faces tough decisions. With three males vying for her affections, who will win out? The sexy new boy at school? The strong warrior who has been the rock through her struggles? How about the mysterious wealthy older male that screams danger but whom she can’t look away from? If something is too good to be true, it becomes even more alluring. When betrayal rocks Harlow’s life time and time again, she’s not sure who to trust. Every time she thinks her life is hers to control, she’s reminded it isn’t. With each male in her life pulling her in different directions, hatching their own schemes to win her, Harlow is constantly thrust into chaos that threatens to blow up. Find out what happens in this reverse harem: Wide Awake Chaos.
View More~Harlow’s Point of View~~A Week Later~Sweat prickles my entire body, making me thrash around. I know I’m dreaming, but I just can’t seem to wake up. There’s a fire and all I want to do is get away from the intensity of the heat, but I can’t budge. My mind says it isn’t real, but the urgency my body feels says otherwise. A male figure calls out to me from the shadows, and he’s familiar. I yell for him, and when I feel his hands on me, I search for his face. Suddenly my legs are free, then the air is cleaner. I cough to rid my lungs of the smoke but it burns so bad. “Daddy,” I cry out, as I’m put down on the hard ground. The jolt of it makes me choke, and when I draw a deep inhale, it doesn’t burn because the air out here is clean.My body jerks upright as I continue to try and gasp, and get all the air I can. My eyes dart around my bedroom, in the familiar Dark Thunder packhouse. There’s only a faint light from outside as the sun is still trying to rise. I close my eyes and hold m
~Harlow’s Point of View~Suddenly all I can think about is getting to headquarters, getting answers from River or someone. And I have to come clean, I have to--No. No, no. The bar! I need to go by the bar and demand answers. That's my first priority.“And you? You’re Harlow,” the giant mountain of a male shouts, making me jerk upright in full attention. Because well, he sounds like he should have a whistle and be yelling at me to do push ups. The few close by practically part in unison as he stalks toward me. I gulp and push myself off the table and to my feet.“Uhm, yes,” I say, tentatively. “In private, now,” he snaps, making me jump. Out of nowhere, Penelope seems to appear, and I swear she hadn’t been there before.“I’ll go with you. Because… of course you’ll need someone you know with you,” she mumbles, but she brushes past the guy without any fear. I look up to see Beta Ryan only a few steps away, clearly fuming.Penelope leads us to the far side of the packhouse and away fro
~Harlow’s Point of View~Tears soak the blanket I’m holding over my face as I hear Luke getting dressed. I’m terrible at hiding my emotions, always have been. Crying in front of my bullies is the worst… or so I thought. No, this is gut wrenching.How could I possibly give him up? His heat, his intensity, his touch? He’s done nothing wrong!“Harlow I just…” Luke says, as he shrugs on his coat. I peek just my eyes out of the blanket and while I know this is what has to happen it's impossible.“Go Luke. Please? This was just a mistake okay? I’m a silly girl who just needed to get laid and I have now so I’m good. I come with more baggage and issues than you deserve. It can’t ever be more and we both know it. You were just a cute face and a great cock, that’s all. You won’t be a real boyfriend to me, a father to my baby. So just go,” I say, then pull the blanket back over my head. It's a low blow, especially since he’s hardly had much time to sit with the whole baby thing. Literally no tim
~Luke’s Point of View~Harlow says nothing on the ride home from the school, and I don’t know what to make of it. The entire night was a clusterfuck that quite frankly the Beta should be embarrassed by. The fact that I felt the tingle in my mind of other Shadows in the vicinity only leaves me with a hundred questions I can’t get answered right now. Were they watching, if so for what? The entire reason the pack went in was because there was no one in the area. Supposedly.They had to have come in at the last minute. Meaning with the help of a witch or a vampire. Neither of which I smelled. Could have blocked their scents but why would they need to?Godfrey made clear that my mission here was extremely “need to know.” Very few people even know about me outside of those I deal with directly. Fewer know about my “other half,” they just know me as a normal wolf. So if other Shadows that aren’t privy to my mission catch me out and about… I’m not sure what to say. That wasn’t covered at all
~Tate’s Point of View~“Shit! Who are those fucking people,” I whisper, as I see a literal troop of at least half a dozen males come running out of the school. They’re moving toward the hut we were just in, and it's obvious they’re looking for something. Something we have.*I don’t like this, they’re not Shadows…but wait do you feel like a weird buzz? Like there’s a mind-link connection not too far off,* Megan says, over mind-link. I do, but it could be someone on the road. There are several nearby. These people though… they’re clearly organized, some even have tactical equipment on.My basic instincts are to shield Megan, get her the hell out of here. She’s a female and therefore needs protection. But I know better, if anyone can handle her own it's Megan. We’ve had real fights several times and while I’ve won, they were all close. When she’s in a real fight for her life, there’s a different kind of fire inside her and that used to turn me on to no end.But even together, we’d be gro
~Tate’s Point of View~“What are we even looking for? Surely there aren’t drug packages in the school,” I whisper, as Megan and I move through the woods. I hear her feet stop and I turn back to face her as she studies the map in her hand. Leaning in, I see at least four spots we’re supposed to hit. “Looks that way though I think this one might be outside,” she whispers, pointing to a star. I shake my head, not liking this a bit. It literally seems as if everything we do is a damn set up. No wonder drug dealers just get caught all the time, they’re f’n morons.*But who is going to bust us? The Shadows,* Colt snorts, stating the obvious. I suppose that’s true. I have to imagine that they’re still watching the school even though Trek says it's closed for the week.*They pick some dumb places to have people leave packages. I’ve tried to come up with a rhyme or reason to it, but there’s nothing. The school though is kind of a central location, and neutral. I guess it makes sense to use i
~Luke’s Point of View~“That’s it,” I say, proud of how quickly Harlow is picking things up.She beams as she adds some herbs to a giant pot of stew. Normally when I do this, I clear the space of people and move at my vampire speed to knock it all out quickly. But with her here, I can’t exactly zoom around. The kitchen makes the same things each week so I have all the recipes memorized.*High time we slow things down anyhow,* Dante says, admiring the view. Her with her radiant hair in a messy ball on top of her head, in an apron and a perfect smile.Cooking was something I certainly never used to do in my previous life but now, for some reason I find it relaxing. It actually makes my black heart feel something when people enjoy what I’ve made.*We can cook for our girl! It’ll be romantic,* Dante says, wagging his tail with excitement. I suppose that’s the human equivalent to getting forest kill for a she-wolf?Dante laughs at me as I pull several trays of bread out of the oven. Goddess
~Harlow’s Point of View~“You doin’ okay,” I hear, snapping me out of my daydream. I shake myself a bit and turn from my breakfast to look at Ginny. “Just fine,” I manage to say, as I cross my legs with a sore reminder of just how “fine” I am. All night I was more than fine with Luke Payne. Six orgasms fine, I think. Lost count.“So? You heard much about anything? Dad won’t tell me squat,” she says, popping some grapes in her mouth.I stare at her for a moment and try to think. Then it all hits me at once, and I’m knocked out of my post-orgasmic bubble. “Good morning. It’s Ginny I believe is that right,” a male voice asks, making every hair on my body stand on edge. I turn to look across from at the table as Luke sits, dressed in fresh clothes with wet hair. I lick my lips and cross my legs a bit tighter. My belly stirs and does flips, and they’re so strong I have to wonder if it's Bunny.“Yup! You’re with the new family? I heard you have a younger sister coming,” Ginny practically
~Luke’s Point of View~“Soaking wet already hmm,” I taunt, as I lick up Harlow’s inner thigh. She smells like heaven, and she’s the closest I’m certain I’ll ever get to it. I pull her panties down as she lifts her hips to help me, and then toss them on the floor with the pile of clothes we’re already making. “Luke, please! I’ve had enough torture,” she pleads, making me raise my eyebrow in question. I like to at least ATTEMPT to give a female an orgasm during foreplay. But torture you say? The word alone makes the desire and craving my body has for bloodlust tingle.*No, don't go there! Just stop it,* Dante immediately warns. My mind goes hazy with the scent of her in the air and the thought of what her blood would taste like…Ohh my sweet sunflower, torture? You’ve no idea what I can do. But not tonight, and likely never with her. I could never cut her, scratch her until she bleeds… no, they’ll be no hurting her in that way. My mind can’t go there, not even a little bit.She wants q
~Harlow’s Point of View~~End of April~“Boss, there’s a little cute piece of ass here asking for you,” I hear, from somewhere just inside.I blow out a hard breath, doing all I can to keep it together. It doesn’t matter. They’ll see me sweating, hear my heart racing. Can’t hide a damn thing from shifters. But this is too important. This is past rock bottom, out of options. There’s no one else that I can turn to. Hell, I don't even know if I can turn to … him.Desperate is a bad look but especially on me.“She looks a lot younger than your usual,” I hear, as I roll my eyes. Heavy footsteps and the sounds of laughter flitter into my ears from different sections of the building.The blood in every crevice of my body seems to shoot between my ears, nearly making me think the ocean is in my head. Or my heart is about to explode. No one knows I’m here, and no one would miss me anyhow. They could toss me off a cliff, toss me into a fire pit. “What’s her name,” a deep voice asks, and I bare...
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