Jake POV I could feel Jane's perplexity as she stared at me. However, there was another feeling underneath. What I just told her sounded like something she already knew. Realization shone in her eyes as she breathed, "You're saying that this other half is part of who I am... and it's an actual w
"I'm like you. And Sara. And Nick Reign. And Avery. Even the tiger cub too. And Jet." Her tone was that of acceptance. Tiger cub? Must be little Alex. I nodded. "Yes. You're like us. In your case, you're half-blood because one of your parents is human. Your mother." "And my birth father is w
Jane POV Jake's eyes shone like sparks of electricity as he advanced. His mouth parted and I could've sworn those were fangs peeking out of them. He seemed larger and almost beastly. "Y-your eyes," I stammered. He halted a few feet from me, the light vanishing from his eyes. They still glinted b
His manner was dismissive, discouraging any further question. I was alright with that. I've had enough of the incredible tale of human wolves for the night. I was surprisingly full and energized from eating that roasted, unsalted hare meat. As we started to leave, I grew painfully aware of the fac
Oooh Jane. The words were mixed with Jake's soft but throaty moan against my lips. As they drifted into my mind, it felt like he'd whispered them into my ears. A silent communication between us two alone. He took over the kiss in an instant. Pulling me tighter into his large arms, he teased, cares
“Nasir should be here in a few minutes.” His voice cut off my self-disgust. I nodded. I didn’t trust myself to open my mouth. Minutes later, we emerged by the side of the road. A car approached in the distance. From the way he stared at it, I knew that was our ride. It took a few moments to disco
How was it possible that she could tell I'd gone for the hunt by merely looking at me? Delight spread over her face, making her eyes gleam as she came to stand in front of me. "Yes," she breathed again. As I looked at her, only one thought echoed in my head. A werewolf like me. “It was Jet, was
That was my grandfather's name. "So my mother's the one who looks familiar, not me," I said, lifting my glass of water. "No, it's both of you," he said simply. "And I think your mom would remember me if she looked closely. You should ask her. My father was in that shop a lot all through our stay