LoganI didn’t sleep at all last night, but it wasn’t because I was longing for my mate but for the fact she will spend sometime in the present of that idiot, Ethan.I’m up before the sun, showered, and dressed in clean jeans and a dark button-down collared shirt by the time the sun first cracks over the horizon.My mate Ruby had to head out to the pack house so she and Mason and Ethan could go see his supposed new mate. I had driven he there and bid her goodbye.I can’t stop thinking about her. I look at my hands, squeezing my fingers in and out of fists, knowing that they were on her body. They were on her gorgeous face. I can still taste the ripe sweetness of her mouth. The softness of her tongue.I waited for her for what feels like hours, but it’s only been two hours since she left. She arrives at about three hours later and when I see her standing in front of my office, I race over to greet her.“Hello,” she says shyly as she comes in. “Welcome back,” I say as my bear starts pac

People of the pack had given them a wide berth. Watching the two alphas fight. If he didn’t win today, whether killing the motherfucker or sending him running with his tail between his legs then, my mate would be in bigger trouble. I walked up to the middle of the clearing to meet my enemy in the middle of this battlefield and see which one of us was going to die first. I watch my enemy prowl to meet me from the other side of the clearing. When they had initially faced off Tarus must have thought he would win in two seconds flat. But from the look of his face now, he was angry. Had he really thought it would be over that quickly? That he would just seize my throat five seconds into the fight and leave him there to bleed out. If Tarus was going to kill me in front of everyone on the island, I was damn well going to make him work for it. Given the grueling nature of the fight, it had seemed obvious to shift and fight in wolf form. I had dodged Tarus’s claws without parrying, danced ou

RubyI make it to my Layla’s house. “I figured you’d show up.” Layla smiles as she uses the spatula to lift the cookies off the tray and put them on the cooling rack. I go for one, and she warns me like a mother hen, “Careful.” “I love when you make cookies. It makes the house smell wonderful and gives it a homey feeling.” That’s not here much anymore, and I’m not sure if it’s ever going to come back. “ I’m actually starting to hate this place more and more every day. I don’t know if it’s out of resentment because I’ve been kept here alone, and that’s because my mate is always busy with Logan now. No offence Ruby, to your mate, he pretty good to. but you need to tell him to cut my mate some slack. We have a young pup.” Layla says. “I’ve been dealing with the handful of a pup, so I had to do something. You know how baking just calms me.” She points at one of the cookies, letting me know it’s okay to pick up. I take a bite and think that six months ago I would have said nothing tast

Ruby“I need to go home and pack, Ruby. I don’t have very much left here. You should start packing. tonight you and I could go visit you’re your friends in the pack to say goodbye.” I laugh slightly. “All right, Logan, we can go together.” “I won’t be long, okay? Just a few hours. Then we can just leave.” I give him a quick kiss, and he leaves to get his stuff. Taking my suitcases from out of the closet, I start packing everything I own, which really isn’t very much. While eating my meal, the wine is hard to swallow for some reason. I then jump on my bed a little before putting on the TV. I watch a couple of shows before my eyes start to feel droopy. I look at the clock and find it’s only been an hour. I decide to nap since I’m done packing, then wait for Logan.Sighing, I get up and walk towards the TV. I turn it off, and I’m about to walk to my bed when a knock on the door sounds. I frown, wondering who on earth it could be. Maybe it’s Logan, but the way the wolf approached w

LoganHe’s ripping into me like a ravenous hyena, all teeth and jaw as he tears flesh from bone. He doesn’t like his position threatened. But he should have thought about that before coming to my doorstep. Now all I want is blood.Tarus and I circle each other. Eyes never leaving each other, always at attention. Muscles contracting, vibrating fur with the need to lunge. He snarls at me and I smirk. He lunges at me.A full-on assault. His wolf has no problem showing why he’s the Alpha. Instead of taking the offensive, Tarus is reduced to taking defensive tactics in a need for self-preservation. He has become weak He tries to eat away at my flesh slowly, making it hurt. The trail of blood saturates the ground, unable to be absorbed by the frozen earth. Paws drip, painting the mosaic of red abstract art on the canvas of life. My wolf doesn’t relent. He shows that the wrong decision was made. Sometimes you just have to learn the hard way in order for things to sink in. He had no chance