All Chapters of THE WOLF'S FATE: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The bartender clinked a few glasses as he studied her with a cunning wolf-like glare. He was definitely younger than middle age, but the beard made him appear older. His lips were still curled in a grin. Do you want to understand her? Or did he see what a fraud she really was? Wild animal hunting was nothing new, but this kind of hunting...She removed the cap from her bottle of water and took another look at her watch. Four twenty-five alone."Are you waiting for anyone?" Sam enquired while cocking a dark brow.She gave a headshake. Her obnoxious earrings danced, her cap jiggled, and her spectacles fell.The door wrenched open as two guys suddenly emerged in front of one of the dark tavern's windows. Her chest twitched.Sam, hey! One of them said, "Bring us a pitcher of beer.His amber eyes suggested cheeriness, and good humor echoed in his comments. He was around six feet tall—the same height as her brother—with windswept shoulder-length black hair, a freshly begun beard, and windsw

Ravena was once again certain that she was about to be exposed as the woman drew in closer. Silva inhaled, her brown eyes growing droopy. Ravena prayed no one could smell that she was a lupus garou and not one of their own kind, despite the fact that she was wearing a ton of ostentatious human fragrances and, of course, the stench from the recent dye job—despite the fact that she had tried to mask that scent by washing her hair with strawberry shampoo. It appeared that it had failed.Good, good, good. Silva shifted her weight forward. Sam, please make the woman a margarita.Tom spoke out, "Put the first on my tab." "I wouldn't want the lady to think we're just a bunch of grumpy old coots," the man said.Silva responded, "The second one is on me."As much of a beta wolf as he appeared to be, the miner Joe Kelly appeared sad that he hadn't spoken out first, but he probably wouldn't say anything to irritate Lucian. The only exceptions would be Lucian's brothers, and Silva appeared to be

Ravena was going to attack her once again now that he was back. In a million years, no. Because she was mentally sick and unable to handle the pressure of dating the pack leader and not being one of them in the first place, she had killed herself. No, it wouldn't take place again. A gray would come next, but no one from his pack. Ravena couldn't forgive the eligible ladies who had disliked him, with the exception of Silva.He drank his third drink whole and then laid his glass aside. He made an effort to watch his fellow citizens in an effort to forget about his deceased companion, but the woman seated at his table fiercely diverted his attention. What in the world was she doing even here? Come to claim the body of her sister? Scream at him for driving her sister to the brink of a cliff? He didn't require assistance from anybody else because he had been feeling guilty enough about her death for the previous three weeks. He would never be able to forget Ravena's expression of being at

As others responded to the call, they dispersed and moved nearer while yelling Ravena's name. She grimaced. How did they discover her name? In order to prevent the grays from learning that she already had a pack—and a mate—Freya would have kept her family a secret.She was drawn to the gunman as he walked further away, but he was still too close.Jake, Lucian's moody brother, yelled when the air abruptly changed direction, "This way!"She kept an eye out for them, almost stopped breathing in excitement, and the agony was so bad she could hardly concentrate on anything else.But no one came to save her.In front of 30 of his men, everevery onewhom was now armed, Lucian marched back and forth through the dense forest. The pack had always retained guns—even though they often hunted in their wolf coats—as a backup plan for when local troublemakers overcame them throughout the region's previous 150 years."We thought we repeatedly scented her perfume, but the wind isn't being cooperative!

He was probably afraid Lucian would be upset with him for missing the shooter with a less lethal blow. Mason gave Lucian a tilted gazeSam and the other members of Lucian's tribe were circumspect about what they divulged since humans who were interested in what had transpired mixed with them. It prompted Lucian to reconsider the kiss. He couldn't even stand to hear the little red wolf, who was partially out of her mind, discuss lupus garous.Lucian interrupted the show by saying, "Let's get you to the hospital.""I'll go with him." Mervin continued to dress in his traditional barber garb, including his vest, white long-sleeve shirt with a red band around the arm, red bow tie, and straw hat perched atop his nearly black hair. "Lucian, the sheriff has cut short his vacation and is coming back here."“Good. This afternoon, at two, my team and I need to meet.Lucian went back to the area where the gunman lay dead after he had witnessed the injured being taken to the hospital. The man's c