Todos los capítulos de The Lycan Enforcer: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 8

The Lycan Enforcer~~Annabeth’s POV~The air around me felt heavy, charged with a static electricity that made the fine hairs on my arms stand up. I looked at the Lycan Enforcer, Kael, and for a split second, I saw death. He wasn't just a man, he looked like a mountain of muscle, staring at me with the cold, calculating gaze of a predator who had found a new, interesting toy.I sucked in a shaky breath and took a step forward, breaking past the wall of wolves in front of me. I stopped the moment I saw his face up close. He didn't look like the older, Lycan Enforcer I vividly remembered. He looked young, his features sharp and aristocratic even, but his eyes... they were a piercing, light blue that seemed to bore right through my skin, threatening to snap my neck if I gave him the slightest reason.Before I could process the fear I was feeling, his entourage surged forward. Two massive men, their hands like iron shackles, grabbed my arms. They didn't lead me, they dragged me. My sandal

The Lycan Enforcer ~~ANNABETH'S POV~ As the SUV door shut, a cool mountain wind whipped around the clearing, sending a fresh wave of shivers up my arms. It was so much more colder here than in the valley of Red moon park, the air felt thinner, sharper, smelling of fresh pine and something ancient.The Enforcer stood beside me for a long moment, simply allowing me to take notice of his territory. I looked up at him, and he smirked down at me. Even though I wasn't short, he made me feel small. I was lanky and taller than most human girls, but Lycans were a different breed even fiercer than normal werewolves. They looked denser, broader, scarier and were monsters wrapped in expensive suits.He walked forward toward the front doors of his mansion. I stayed back, my feet frozen to the ground, watching the way he moved with a grace that felt predatory. He turned back, casting a sharp, warning look over his shoulder. I didn't wait longer for a verbal command, I stumbled towards him, my he

The Lycan Enforcer ~~ANNABETH'S POV~The sun didn't just rise over the mountain peaks, it invaded the entire room.I woke up to a room flooded with a light so bright it felt sharp in my eyes. For a heartbeat, I forgot where I was. I reached out for the rough wool blanket of my bed in the old pack house, expecting to hear Tommy’s muffled morning curses as he tripped over a stray boot. Instead, my hand met the cool, impossibly soft surface of silk and high thread cotton drape.The memory of yesterday suddenly hit me like a tornado. The SUV. The kidnapping. The Enforcer..... Mate.I sat up abruptly, my breath hitching in the hollow of my throat. The room was silent, too silent. I looked at the door. It was closed, but the light spilling underneath suggested the world was moving on without me. I refused to touch the expensive clothes that was laid out probably for me to wear. To touch them was to accept his charity once more. I couldn't accept it a second time. Instead, I stood up and sc

The Lycan Enforcer ~~ANNABETH'S POV~The snow mountain didn't care that I was human as I sprinted across it, running as fast as my legs could carry me.Two minutes into my flight, my lungs felt like they had been shredded by glass. The air at this altitude was thin and biting, a sharp contrast to the humid warmth of the valley of Red moon pack where I had once called home. Every step was an agony of sharp stones and frozen mud. I was tall for a human, lanky and built for a long stride, but here, in the shadow of the peaks, I felt like a toddler stumbling through a graveyard.I came to a halt by a cluster of jagged rocks, my chest heaving so hard it made the oversized tshirt flutter. The silence of the forest was absolute, yet it felt heavy, like the indrawn breath of a predator. I wasn't fast enough. I knew it. I was going to die.I looked down at the silver knife I had stolen. It looked pathetic in my hands now, it was like a toy for a child’s tea party. My hands were shaking so v