Chapter 10 Charlie It was hot, super fucking hot. Playing with the stupid thermostat hadn’t helped, either. No matter how cold I turned the dial, this insufferable heat I felt just kept intensifying. Today, like the last three days in a row, I woke with sweaty armpits and drenched sheets, let’s not mention the disgusting mess that was my panties and tank top, they never stood a chance.   I was so out of my element it was a joke. I would give my left nut, if I had one, what was the equivalent of a nut for a female, tits maybe, hmm. Insert groan here, too much thinking. Fuck if I knew what the equivalent of a guy's nuts was.  Anyway, whatever it was, I would give that for someone to explain to me in great detail what the hell was going on with me. I mean, don’t get me wrong, the other changes I thought were kinda awesome, like the increase in strength. I practically lifted my bed a couple of days ago when I couldn’t find one of my shoe

Chapter 12 Francis “FUCK”, I shouted  Of course, the stupid little girl would get herself into more trouble. Trouble was Charlie’s middle fucking name after pain in the ass, which she had been since I took this post. I was a fucking enforcer, for god’s sake, not a freaking babysitter. I should be at the Alpha's side protecting him, not his mate. Another growl left my lips as I struggled in my haste to throw on the t-shirt, shorts, and jeans I discarded on the floor the night before. Sleeping naked was easier after a run, not that I could go far, considering I had to have an eye on the pain in the ass down the corridor at all times. Aggravated, I left my room sands footwear to get to my charge, all the while pondering what the hell I had been thinking to take this post. I must admit when the Alpha first approach me with his asinine plan for the new gig, it sounded easy enough. “Take the job Francis,” he said. “How much trouble coul

  Chapter 14 Naja “I will not ask again, what are you doing in my territory.” No one answered my question. The little runts stood tall like they were the innocent parties in this equation. Hell, they appeared almost indignant by my line of questioning. Stubborn little shits. So apparently plan A was a bust, on to Plan B, I guess, scare them into leaving. “Well, we could do this dance one of two ways,” I said as I paced the length of the forest that separated us. Of course, this was all for show. I wasn’t some monster hunting little red riding hood and her pet wolf on her way to grandma’s house. Considering they had already encountered two big bad wolves, they had to be wary of another coming out of the woodworks, like a mirage, asking stupid fucking questions. “You can either turn and leave and all would be forgiven for the two idiots there.” I pointed to the recent kills laying at their feet for emphasis. “Or, I c

Chapter 15 Naja I was two minutes from walking off half crazy, grabbing my brother by the scruff of his shirt, dragging his ass back to this very spot. So Charlotte could watch me snap his pretty little neck. Let’s face it, my brother deserved my retribution of late, even if it came at the cost of my jealousy. I was man enough to admit my cock was doing all the thinking. Rationality flew out the window the moment Charlotte mentioned my brother in any capacity. Particularly when she said he held her in his arms. Something I got to do only once when she was unconscious and had no idea who I was. Just picturing them together pissed me the fuck off. Not to mention my wolf was fighting the attraction and the need to mate, to fuck. I watch in quiet fascination as Riley offers Charlotte clothing from a backpack I hadn’t noticed until now. Thank fuck, inhaling her unfamiliar scent was one thing, standing there naked as beads of sweat trailed down her supple b

Chapter 17 Naja So much for having a peaceful stroll outside. First things first, I needed a word with my brothers—to address the issues and possible danger we were all in. Not only had Riley and Charlotte slaughtered my cousin Andrew’s, sycophants. Let’s be honest, that’s what Roman and Joshua were. They would never be more than that. Knowing Andrew, though, the ass would use any excuse to start an open-out war, to avenge his evil fuck of a father. Even though Micah killed my parents and subsequently made me do his bidding for years. Another reason Andrew hated my guts. I was his father’s right-hand stooge, a coveted spot he believed was his god-given right. When Micah choose me to handle all his affairs, Andrew became angry. The resentment just grew from there until there was nothing left but hate. Micha never deserved the hero worship that kid placed on him. He was an evil brother and a cruel father. I hope to God he was burning in hell for all the pain an