Alexander I pulled in a calming breath and tried not to kill my stepmother, Scarlet, here and now. It was not the right time for revenge. I stormed down the palace corridor toward the courtyard, footsteps echoing. I had been in the palace for five days, and my stepmother did her best to make every
I waited patiently for him to unload the information he seemed eager to share. Kayden was one of the best reconnaissance werewolves I had ever seen and had several good connections for tracking anyone anywhere. He had been my beta since I was sixteen and my father sent me away. We had been friends
Fiona The next day, my family anxiously waited by the phone, hoping to hear back from Alexander. But I did not. I continued my day as always. Breakfast in the kitchen with eggs and toast, then off to work out. Liam had decided to come with me, having grown tired of waiting with my father and mother
Fiona Alexander wrote a check with a long string of zeros, which made Seth’s and my family’s jaws drop. The wolf police uncuffed Father, and he took the check out of Alexander’s hand. Alexander grabbed my father by the throat and lifted him off his feet. Father thrashed around. Alexander took the
Fiona I wiggled in my seat, realizing Alexander had overheard my conversation with Nina. Werewolf hearing was directly related to strength, and Alexander’s surpassed that of most alphas. I cleared my throat to explain. “I was only trying to calm Nina down. She is my best friend, and she worries
Fiona The look of concern on Alexander’s features caused my wolf to reach for him. “I didn’t mean to scare you. I was trying to be quiet.” I sat up and shifted to the edge of the bed. “It wasn’t you. I had a bad dream.” The room suddenly felt cold, and I shivered. It was the most significant
Fiona Alexander's words splashed over me like a bucket of cold water. The desire coiling in me pulled painfully at my core. I tried to ignore the strange aching in my limbs, making it impossible to move. I needed passions release. But unfortunately, it didn’t appear as if that was going to happen.
Alexander The soldier who threw the javelin rushed to Fiona and Susan’s side and apologized many times for almost hitting her. Anger and fear tore through me in a red wave of heat, and I couldn’t think. Everything was red, and I wanted to tear everyone down. Peering at Fiona on the ground, I too