Star Of Hell On Wheels Novels & Stories

His death won’t be quick. “Oh no, you don’t, bitch.” Starling growls once I’m halfway through the shift; she storms past me with her hands raised in front of her. She stops in front of the witch who is no longer being pinned down by Connor’s wolf. My Beta’s wolf is whimpering as he stumbles back to his feet, the fur on his left flank singed and smoking like he was on fire just a few seconds ago.