My mind reeled as I watched the Redclaw’s tear after him. His words continued to replay in my mind, banging against my skull. I was the street, the elder wolves came out from the club. The biggest, a graying man with a serious expression on his face, looked at me expectantly.  “What happened?”  Fyn took a step forward. “Rogue in the street. Byron and the others went after him.”  The elder barely gave Fyn a look before he shifted into a copper wolf and tested the air. The other three elders did the same, and a second later they were after the intruder too. Fyn turned to me with clenched fists.  “What the fuck just happened? He was right there and you didn’t attack him. What the hell were you doing?”  I swallowed. “He didn’t attack me.”  “He’s a rogue, Natalia.” Ash clenched his jaw. “Remember what the pack said

  The next morning was a fog. I wasn’t sure what time I’d finally passed out, but it wasn’t early enough. My pack was just as grumpy as we trudged to our first classes in silence. The only thing keeping me awake was the news Byron promised to deliver about the rogue. I had to know what happened. I slid into the seat next to Hugo. He turned to me, face twisting in concern.  “You don’t look so good.”  I groaned. “All I want to do is sleep.”  He scouted his seat closer to me and cleared his throat. “I called my dad.”  I was pulled from the daze of tiredness in an instant. “What did he say?”  The door to the room swung open and Damien walked in with Ava at his side. He narrowed his eyes at the sight of Hugo leaning over. It was then that I realized how close he actually was to me and how wrong it might look to someone like my intended mate's Secon

  It was seven-thirty and I’d been stuffed into a skin tight jumpsuit lent to me by Mel. As I stared at myself, I wondered if she was the only girl in our pack because I hated it. Mel walked into the room a squealed.  “You look amazing!”  “It’s too tight.” I pulled on the fabric.  She slapped my hands away and straightened the outfit. “It’s supposed to. It shows off your curves.”  Someone whistled from the door way and my face grew hot as I looked up at Fyn. My Second looked me up and down and winked teasingly. I pulled one of my shoes off and threw it at him. He caught it easily, still keeping his eyes on me.  “You look great, Alpha.”  “Get out, now.” I yanked the shoe from his grasp and pushed him out of my room.  His laughter echoed through the hall and my face burned in humiliation. Mel titled her head and c

  I sat uncomfortably on my couch as they stepped inside. I would have much rather been in the forest, but I could see the relief in my father’s eyes when I’d returned. The youths sat around me, highlighting the strength of the future pack to be formed from Shadowfang. The Elites were followed in by the youths from Redclaw, who took their place on the floor around us. The Shadowfang elders were positioned all around the room, but mostly in the kitchen. Byron say beside me, looking straight ahead. He didn’t even look up to greet his friends as they joined us. Four Elites joined my father in the middle of the living room. My father lowered his gaze as they stared at him.   “Chano Flores, what an honor.” A thin, redheaded woman stepped forward and held out her hand.   I caught sight of the Redclaw elders I’d seen at the bar slinking into the kitchen to join my pack elders. I didn’t have time to question why they were here. My father took the redheaded wom

“My name is Cassidy, or, that’s what everyone calls me.” He offered me a small smile.    We’d left the park and were headed to a more secluded place, as he’d put it. He was willing to talk, I could see it in his eyes, but he wasn’t sure he trusted me just yet. I wasn’t sure I trusted him either. In retrospect, we were both playing it smart and dumb. I wasn’t sure who was the player and the played in this situation. He led the way into the abandoned warehouse and I almost choked on the stale air inside. It was fairly chilly outside, but in here, it was freezing and impossibly decayed. The walls were crumbling, after years of abandonment. The floors were caked in dust and spattered with unidentifiable fluids. The entire building was covered in graffiti, left behind my intruders. Someone had left this ruin to rot on its foundation a long time ago. He led me up a flight of stairs to the second floor, which looked jus