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025 | DANCING WITH THE DEVIL
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Alpha Enzo 026 | WITCHY GOBBLEDYGOOK
Enzo’s POVRain fogged the windows, beating down relentlessly on the grey expanse of mountains and the craggy shadows of the pines. The library was a warm pool of lamplight, gold against the grey, but even the heat of the blanket Marla had tucked around my shoulders struggled to reach my frozen bones.She stared at me unabashedly from across the table. Davin had seated us away from the alcove he and Scarlett had taken to sitting in, a strange look crossing his face as we’d passed it. This nook was just as cosy, but I missed the memory of Scar’s presence that filled the alcove. It was as close I’d come to touching her in days. I scratched the stubble growing along my jaw, long enough now that it was bordering on becoming a beard. “You need to shave,” said Marla.“Yes.” I turned to look out of the window, cursing the storm that was holding me hostage here. “I do.”She said nothing more, and I made no effort to break the silence either. My thoughts dragged me into misery, and it was som
Alpha Enzo 027 | G + K FOREVER
Scarlett’s POVI burst out laughing. I couldn’t help it; with the flood of fear that was crashing through my veins swelling to a crescendo, I came alight at the ridiculousness of such a statement. “Magic powers?” I bent double, hacking up a cough and a laugh in one. “Amber, don’t be so fucking stupid.”She flushed bright red – well, from what I could tell through my squinted, water-logged eyes, anyway. “I’m not being stupid!” she snapped, swiping at me. The laughter stopped. I gulped in a shaky breath, my chest constricting, my lungs too tight to let the air in. Stumbling back, I stared across at her with wide eyes. The dappled sunlight played across her taut face, shadowing her brow and making her appear all the more sinister. I shook my head, taking another, more measured, step backwards. “It’s second nature to you now, isn’t it?” I asked quietly.“What is?”“Hurting me. You don’t get your way, so you lash out.” I laughed again, humourlessly this time. Curling my fingers up again
Alpha Enzo 028 | MESSAGE RECEIVED
Enzo’s POVI flung a random assortment of shirts, sweaters, and jeans into my suitcase with one hand and swiped desperately through my phone's weather app with the other. Rain slammed against the window; lightning fractured the sky.I didn’t care. I’d find a way to reach Scar, even if I had to swim across an ocean to get to her. The words I’d read pounded against my skull, driving me to move faster, faster, to think not of the how but of the why.The Alpha will be her demise. The Alpha will end the world. With the Wolfless at his side, he will bring about the end of everything.That was all the proof I needed. There was only one Alpha with ties to my Scarlett, the Wolfless, and it was pretty black and white what it meant. Alpha Ryker was going to kill her, and in doing so he’d end the world. Yeah – I wasn’t about to sit back and let that happen.But then something worse had happened. Something that had thrown me from the cusp of hysteria straight into a fit of full-blown terror. More
Alpha Enzo 029 | RUDE AWAKENING
Scarlett’s POVShady Grove was cast into darkness. In that moment, it felt to me as though it were Ryker himself creating that pocket of shadow; all the light in the world was sucked into him, drawn by like calling to like. I shuddered, writhing in his grip. It was tight enough to make me wheeze, but not tight enough to kill. Yet.“Nothing smart to say this time, hmm?” he purred, loosening his fingers one by one. It was a show of power, a reminder that I could do nothing to stop him. I knew that somewhere deep, somewhere intrinsic; my mind and body were a hacking, red-faced mess, my only conscious thought of getting oxygen into my straining lungs.“Do you understand your place yet, Omega?”I couldn’t even nod. I stared at him, bug-eyed, and waited for him to decide what to do with me next.“I’ve been away, you see. There have been… whispers, shall we say, for many years, about a beautiful and dangerous power lying in wait. Some of those whispers suggested that such a power had been ri
Alpha Enzo 30 | LOST IN LOVE
Enzo’s POVThe sun set and the moon rose. Dawn fractured the navy sky, and the pale sun rose and set again. Every day that passed blurred into the next, the week becoming a swathe of endless grey as the storm continued to rage. Swirling mist and black midday skies accompanied my misery as I read books in the library with Davin and as I talked to members of my pack with Marla. The monotony of it all made the pain in my heart more obvious, a striking red set against a backdrop of nothingness. I missed Scarlett more with every agonising second that ticked by.Having her for such a short amount of time made it ache all the more. I’d grasped joy for less than a month, had barely brushed my fingertips against it, before it’d been dragged away from me.I ground my teeth together. “I just feel useless,” I admitted quietly to Davin, closing the worn, yellowed book I’d been reading and sliding it across the table towards him. He nodded. I knew him well enough to understand what it meant - acce
Alpha Enzo 031 | OUBLIETTE
Scarlett’s POV Hot hands grasped my shoulders, dragging me, bleary-eyed, out of the dark room. I squinted against the onslaught of daylight. Heavy chains dragged my sore limbs down. My stomach growled; I fought to ignore it. This was my new normal. Ever since I’d stood up to Alpha Ryker – how many days ago was it now? Three? Four? Five? It was hard to tell in the darkness – I’d been kept in a dimly lit room in the ass-end of the pack house, a room Ryker fondly referred to as his oubliette. A French word meaning to forget. But he’d not forgotten about me. God, life had to be fucked when being left to starve in a pit was preferable to my present reality. My time alone in the room, with my wrists and ankles chained in cold iron, was actually the highlight of my lonely existence. Sure, I ached all over, and sure, I couldn’t ever get comfy, bound upright as I was to the solid frame at the heart of the otherwise empty room, and sure, there was no food, no heat, no reprieve – but at least
Alpha Enzo 032 | A DARK AND DEADLY PLAY
Enzo’s POVMy parents lived in a small cabin on the coast. It took me half a day’s hard run to reach it, and I finally shook the water from my fur as the solar lights dotting their front porch came on. Dancing from paw to paw, I stared at the two steps I had to walk up to reach their front door. They were rickety, but in the worn sort of way that looked well lived in rather than abandoned and spooky. Fairy lights glittered against the rolling grey storm, trembling in the wind beneath a slanted half-log roof shaken by the wind. Wind chimes howled and clattered, smashing into the upright logs that formed the outer ring of the porch. A steady drip fell onto the shaggy welcome mat. Warm orange light filled the steamed-up windows, spilling out into the navy darkness and catching the uppermost edge of the rolling grey fog. Even from here I could smell the embers of the fire in the hearth and the deep, rich aroma of their nightly glass of red wine. Chilled in the spring and summer, mulled
Alpha Enzo 033 | YOU WILL YIELD
Scarlett’s POV My breathing stopped. No. No, I didn’t want to hear it. It was a truth that had lurked in the back of my mind, watching me from the corner of my eye; one I’d never dared poke for fear of what would happen to me if I did. Of course Alpha Ryker had killed my parents. Of course he had. Almost two years’ worth of memories flashed before my eyes: the vague description of their death, which I’d accepted all too easily; the way Enzo had eyed me strangely when I’d recounted it to him; the fact that they’d disappeared and Ryker had been the one to tell me that they’d died… I’d known all along, really; I just hadn’t let myself think about it for long enough to accept it. Ryker himself had basically told me in Shady Grove, when he’d said he couldn’t take my family from me again. I’d shoved it aside, ignored it, done everything I could to pretend it wasn’t true to save myself the agony of accepting the truth. Even the notes my parents had written one another, tucked into the old
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