SARAH"Sarah! Get up!"The harsh knock on my bedroom door, pulls me out of a hot, steamy dream. I was just about to plant a big, wet one on Chris Hemsworth, when my mother's irritated voice smashes it all to hell.I roll over, groaning as my eyes blink to adjust to the light flowing into my bedroom window. I rub the sleep out of my eyes and pick up my phone to look at the time.7 am. Ugh. I throw my phone down, pull the covers over my head and try to get back to Chris' hard muscles and kissable lips.I was just about there when another knock came. "Get up, loser. We're going to miss the bus!"Argh! I throw the blankets off and spin around, planting my feet on the floor. I'm not a morning person at all.I scrub my hands on my face and stumble to the bathroom. I'm still groggy as I look in the mirror.My blue eyes are puffy. My long blonde hair a rat's nest. I look like hell, which is a perfect reflection of what waits for me today.My name is Sarah Reynolds. I live with my parents, my

SARAHRemember when Ash said these training places were filled with hot guys?Damn, she wasn't kidding. Some of the recruits are hot, but those Alpha dudes, wow.All of them have hard muscle for days. All belong in a magazine. As I walk off the bus, I scan each one head to toe.Drooling, I swear I'm drooling here. The one has this bad guy look going on. Wearing a black cut off and sweats. The ink on his arms is mega sexy. The next guy is completely hot. Big grin. Looks like lots of fun.The third guy is all Alpha. He can dominate me any night with his tribal ink, thick arms and gorgeous brown hair.Then there's, holy shit, Jayson Duke?Jayson, the son of our Alpha. Man, did he grow up. It's been a few years since I’ve seen him last and it wasn't up close.He's completely ripped. Slightly tanned, perfect skin. Perfectly cut light brown hair and blue eyes. His chiselled features make me heat up.When my eyes caught his, it was like I was trapped. Locked in his gaze. Which made my core h

SARAHJayson wasn't kidding when he said Luke wasn't a happy guy in the mornings.His favorite thing to do is yell. He yells everything. He barks orders and his temper is short.He kind of scares me. I'm hesitant to spar with him because I don't want to make him mad. The unfortunate part about that is he's impatient."Come on, Sarah! Get off your fucking ass and hit me!" He's just thrown me to the ground for what feels like the hundredth time. I'm out of breath, my ribs still tender and I've had enough of his yelling."You know. I'm right here. You don't have to keep yelling at me." I pant. Holding onto my knees.He gets up in my space, real close. "I'm here at 5 in the fucking morning to train you before I've even had my fucking coffee. I will yell at you as much as I damn well please!" He glared into my eyes.I bite my bottom lip. Slightly arching back. He eyes my face up and down and turns. "Now, you going to hit me or what?""Ok." I say and I run at him. I swing a left then a righ

SARAHI did it. I don't know how, but I did. I made the grumpy Alpha smile. Not only that, I made him actually have fun with me.It was nice sharing that part of myself with him. I don't even share it with Ash. It's a coping mechanism my mom developed to try and stop me from causing havoc. Every day, before school, she'd turn on music and the two of us would crazily dance until we had to leave.Sharing it with Jayson felt almost natural. Like he's supposed to know my secrets. Dancing with him made me feel relaxed. We just met, yet I feel like I've known him for years. Like we could actually be friends.I've been wanting to thank him for the great time I had, but it's Thursday and I haven't seen Jayson since Saturday morning. Cass has been training us all week. I asked Cass where he was and he said Jayson had to head home for pack business for a few days. He's supposed to be back today. So, I'll probably pop into his office after practice to say hi.Cass isn't bad. Pretty fair. Definit

SARAHI literally cried for days. I was miserable, drained. Hearing Jayson say those words. Hearing him lose whatever hope he had for me, had my guts twisted. I felt awful.Ash tried to cheer me up, but it wasn't working. If I wasn't on the field, I sat in my room, feeling sorry for myself.When Jayson asked me who I wanted to be, at that point I didn't care anymore. I just want to be me and get on with my life. I don't need Jayson to do that.Then he shows up at my door. He looked desperate. Like he was being tortured or something. When I told him about why I was at his office that day, I could see it in his face. The realization of how much he hurt me.It's not the act with Wren. Like I said, I didn't care. But after he just let me fester. He wasn't even the least bit curious about why I wanted to see him. It stung. Stung so bad, I lashed out.Seeing him at my door the next morning. Wanting to dance with me. Made everything wash away. My anger and frustration disappeared. All I ever