I watch as Alex questions the rogue that attacked me, and then I watch as he snaps his neck. He shows no hesitation in his decision. That is until he looks at me. I see the look of shame, but I don't want him to regret it. They all three were willing to kill without even questioning why. I don't wait for him to second guess his choice more. I walk up and wrap my hands around his neck, thankful that he is ok. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me to him.  "I think we need to get going. Where is your stuff?" He asks as I pull away." "It is over by the back of the building. I only got one bag ready and changed my clothes before we left the house."  "Is there anything else you need?"  "No, I got everything important. Juliana can look through the other stuff if she wants." I turn to look at her, but she looks to Shawn.  "I don't know how long we are going to be able to stick around here. If Chris knows th

 Alex goes into the bathroom, and I am embarrassed for thinking he meant for us to shower together. He wouldn't offer something like that already. I mean, he even asked for permission to hug me. I set my bag inside the closet on the empty side. The closet is huge. I could fit a bed in it. The bedroom is enormous too. I can only imagine how big the bathroom is. I really do need a shower, but I didn't want to take over his bathroom when he is used to not sharing with anyone. He also drove the whole trip, so I am sure that he is tired and ready to get some sleep. I walked over to the nightstand and looked for the remote he talked about. I pick it up then I notice I don't see a television anywhere in the room. I look around again, wondering if I missed it. Still, I see nothing. I look for the on switch on the remote and push it. Maybe if it cuts on, I will know where it is. A wall starts to part, and my mouth drops open. The entire wall opens, and a colossal television i

Alexander,  What is he doing? I thought to myself as I started toward where Ivy was standing. Before I could get to the table and ask, I heard him ask for her name and if he could call her sweetie. Then he has the nerve to wink at her. The growl leaves my throat before I can even register that it is happening.  "Don't even think about it, Nathan," I say as I set the desserts on the table.  "What did I do?" He says, smiling as big as he can and leaning back in his chair. "I would like to introduce you to Ivy. My mate and your future, Luna." I tell him with a bite at the end. I know how he is. He is my best friend, after all. But, unfortunately, he likes the ladies a little too much, so I need him to know she is mine. I hate it for him when he finds his mate.  "Well, I was not expecting that. Nice to meet you. I am Nathan. Gamma to the amazing Alex and his best friend." He tells her, sticking his hand out to

 I am not sure what to say to him. Part of me wants to tell him the truth, but I also know that I need to think about him and what he has been through.  "You look like someone I used to know," I tell him looking down at the floor. "Was his name Jax?"  "Yes, I am sorry if I hurt you by calling you Jax." "No need to apologize. You look familiar. Have we met before?" I want to scream yes, and you are my brother. But I hold it together and hope he doesn't see the storm inside me.  "I am not sure. I guess it is possible. Have you lived in this pack your whole life?" I know I already know the answer, but I hope he will open up and tell me.  "For as long as I can remember," he says, running his hand over his head. I figure I am going to have to keep the conversation going myself. "I was born in a pack in Wyoming, but I ended up at the Fullmoon Pack when I was young." "And now sh

 I have my shower done, and I can't help but pace the room. Alex is in the shower now, and the thought of him in the next room with no clothes on and water running down his body should have my mind running amuck. But instead, I am pacing this floor, worried about what Juliana and Shawn overheard. I know it can't be good. Finally, I hear the water turn off, trying to slow my pacing. I don't want Alex to know I am this stressed out. I have not even shared everything about myself with him. I know deep inside that I can trust him. We have not had time to get to everything.  "I could hear your heartbeat in the bathroom. Are you ok?" Alex says as he steps out of the bathroom. I turn to look at him, and my mouth goes dry. He still has water droplets running down his chest to his abs, and the steam is rolling out of the bathroom behind him. He looks stunning standing there.  "You keep looking at me like that, and I can not promise to be a good boy." He s