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Aside from Amara, I had no fucking idea how I would face Jacob if something happened to his son. But before he could answer, I heard footsteps approaching, and my body swiveled in the direction where I heard them. It took a while, but Jace finally appeared. Only then was I able to let out the breath I was holding. Contrary to what I was thinking, Jace looked calm and satisfied as he carried the head of one dead moose over his shoulder, holding tightly to its antlers. He no longer wore a t-shirt, and his jeans were ripped at the bottom. He had traces of blood everywhere and scratches on his body, but they were healing. He looked okay to me.

He looked skeptically at me and Alaric and then Esme answered sighed in defeat seeing he was jfagoutnumbered” “My name is Jace” “How old are you? “17” “Now tell me exactly what happened to you” “I went out to get some fresh air and I heard some noises around the back of the school… so I went to check it out. I saw this guy half naked… It was so weird, and I remember getting closer to him and asking if he was okay… he didn't say anything, he just crouched lower to the ground in a really weird position. Then came this loud noise. It sounded like his bones were cracking and being reshaped at the speed of light…” He drew off as he immersed himself in the memory.

Even though the White Warrior clan was small, every wolf could take down several before falling dead. "Linking your Gamma, Kayden Hart? Since when have you become scared of fighting alone?" I heard Jace's cold voice before I could see the smirk on his face. Jace was Sienna's cousin and my equal in fighting skills. Kiki and I would have stood some chance if it was just him and a couple of other wolves but Victoria convinced him to bring almost all of their young fighters, over thirteen or so, who emerged from behind the boulders and pillars with a predatory stance.

He nods slightly, and I feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. “I have an idea,” he says, but I don’t buy it. Not for a second. I take a deep breath and lay it out for him. “Jace is a mafia leader. To put it bluntly.” Will chuckles, but it’s not a laugh—it's disbelief, like he thinks I’m joking. He looks between us, his eyes scanning the room like he’s trying to read a punchline. “Your joking,” he says, shaking his head. “And how do you know this?”

There was no way that Jace Storme was staring at me. Jace Storme was the hottest guy in the world and possibly the entire universe. He had a slender athletic body, sparkly turquoise eyes as bright as the sun, shortly cropped brown hair that he enjoyed to spike and a smile that could light up even the darkest of nights. He was the captain of the soccer team, football team, dance team, and he was the lead in the school's musical. He was the most popular junior at Macintyre High, easy. He would never be caught dead talking to me, much less gazing at me. It was probably just the stupid glasses not working for me.

“In return, may I know your full name?” I pursed my lips. “Barbara.” Justin waved his hand in front of my face. “That's only the first name. Incomplete!” I hold back the feeling of wanting to scratch his face. I said with teeth bluffing, “Barbara Alexander.” Someone cleared his throat. I lowered my arms and turned around. The wolf boy who was still grinning looked at me. His gaze fell towards Justin. “Get a date, Bro?” Justin snorted. I stared at the wolf-shifter boy with a disgusted expression.

-Just turned 19 -Born in Black Oak Pack -Mother Deceased, No Father Listed on Birth Certificate -Entered TRTC at age 15 -Completed Highschool Education And BS in Accounting at the same time No major leads there. The lack of family history is a bit peculiar. Immediately after his mother's death, he showed up at TRTC with the Black Oaks Alpha….. Alpha Raymond dropping him off personally. Why does that name sound familiar? I mind linking Jace to see if he’s free. I need his digital tracking and hacking skills. “Bro, you free to come over to my room?” “You’re not my type” he responds.

She paused and resumed her pacing which she had stopped when she had been speaking. Alex was very shocked. So shocked that it was a wonder that he managed to conceal his gasp of surprise. He stopped it at the last moment because he didn't want her to know he was here. He still wanted to hear more before he would reveal himself but now he knew more than enough to come to a solid conclusion. He knew that his mate, Jasmine, was the unknown serial killer who had been killing people from their pack for a while now. His own mate, his goddess-given mate was a serial killer and he was just finding it out from her own mouth. Never had he expected to hear something like that when he had followed Jasmi

Jace finally turned back and stared directly at Elora but never stopped walking. "Were you attacked by a wild animal as a child?" I smacked him on his head immediately. "Jace! You don't ask a woman about her looks!" "I apologize," he said stiffly. "All my teacher here taught me was how to fight. I am the Beta of the Blackout Pack. My name is Jace, you?" "Elora," Elora replied, her voice firm. "Nice to meet you." Jace gave her an appraisal for a few seconds before turning to look at me.

We could hear Blaze’s giggling as Jax took him off to play. “Gia, come over here for a sec.” I jerked my head for her to hurry her ass along. She cast the wolf shifter a dubious look, wondering what the hell he was doing here. “What’s your name, kid?” I asked him, cocking an eyebrow. He offered to shake my hand. “Jace Grayson. Whitevale’s Beta,” he introduced himself as Alpha Alec’s right-hand man. I returned the gesture, impressed so far. He was Lexi’s nephew. Now that I knew that, I could see the resemblance. They shared the same spunky attitude, having the brass neck to stand there, look me in the eye, and speak their minds.