The night of our former Alpha’s party was here, and the pack was in good spirits. I was wishing I could be any place but surrounded by so many cheerful pack members, but I was putting on my happy face, and being the ever gracious host.“You have done a good job bro!” Caleb called over to me, as he w
I adjust my skirt as I look out across the party wishing I could be anywhere but here. My Dad had requested us all attend with him. Represent him as a family. Goddess knows why, but that is what was asked of us. The party of a former Alpha of a pack on the edge of our region. Yet all we had done so
“Asher!” he suddenly yells, making me jump out of my skin.‘Shitting hell! What is wrong with the old man?’ Akira complained, and I have to say, she makes a valid point. That came from nowhere, and I have no clue who he was yelling at! It could be anyone that was here… one thing that he had caused w
The rest of the party had been nothing more than a drag. My brother and sister had done what they do best and chose to throw insults at me, before wandering off and leaving me alone. So, I had chosen to go and find a quiet seated area, while my parents were circulating. I could only assume my Dad kn
The drive home was proving to be an awkward one. Morgan, thankfully, had not been sick again but had done nothing but moan loudly the whole time we had been in the car, and I had to listen to my Mum talking to her like she was a little baby. Reassuring her she would be okay, because Morgan was truly
I looked at the computer displaying the security cameras. This was becoming too much. How can one pack be expected to hold back so many rogues? Wolves from all directions. Rabid wolves… I was sure of it… Where were they all coming from? This random attack had come so unexpectedly, all the wolves had
‘Isla?’ I mindlink, hoping that the scream had not been hers, though I don’t like to think of anyone in that pain. ‘Baby, help us! They have got in.’ She screams, and at that moment I felt like my heart had stopped. Zion turns his back on the pack fighting and speeds toward the packhouse. The speed
After tossing and turning, for goddess knows how many more hours after my recurring nightmare, I had given up all hope of sleep finding me again. Though in some ways I think sleep was something I dreaded because it brought that vision over and over. It meant I had to lose Isla again and again. The p