Natasha entered the room as the door opened for her. Cayden had picked up on her presence a long time before she barged into the room. "Natasha, what brings you here? Who permitted you to barge in?" He inquired without glancing up from the papers he was working on.She laughed it off. "I am truly
"Of course! My Alpha." Natasha bowed. "I won't touch her." 'But others might,' she thought with glee. **************** "Where should I keep this?" After removing the brisket from the oven, Selena questioned one of the other girls, named Katlin. Before continuing to cut the potatoes into slices,
Selena ran! She did not know where she was heading, but she really needed to get away, preferably from this damned pack. However, she didn’t have much of a choice, so she sprinted towards the inner courtyard, which had a swimming pool in it. Two wolves gave her a surprised glance. She came to an abr
10 years ago– The shackled captives were taken in a row by Hawk’s men. Luna Kristien did not put up any protest as the guards took her along; the bruises on her ribs and back were evidence of what would have happened if she hadn’t cooperated with them. She was positioned so that she was hunched for
“Ryan?” It was repeated by Selena. Why did she feel like she had heard that name before? “So then, why did he decide to change it?” “Well, this is something that you are not meant to know, but I will tell you anyhow.” Max uttered these words as he leaned back against the chair’s backrest, which h
“Stop saying that,” she snapped. She was so tired of him reminding it. She wanted to hit him hard for the hint of smugness and pride that had crossed his face when he’d said that. “No, I am not! You took me. I didn’t want it.” Her wolf protested; she wanted Cayden. “I took you,” he said, “But you
20 minutes ago - Cayden had just finished downing another large shot of Maker's Mark, his second most preferred method of coping, and was now making his way to his bedroom, hoping to pass out. His feelings were a whirlwind of rage, remorse, anxiety, uncertainty, lust, hatred, and confusion; he was
"She ran away! She was never harassed by anyone." Natasha struck back. "Oh, shut up, both of you." Cayden scratched his temple as he spoke while showing signs of irritation. He was suffering from a headache because of drinking. It is difficult to get a werewolf intoxicated because alcohol does not