~Knox~ I’ve seen hundreds of training grounds, thousands of training exercises but something piqued my interest about training at the Dark Phantom pack. With the meeting finished, everyone went about their normal business and I joined Jaxon and Jace as they walked towards training. I was in des
“Who won?” I snap my teeth. “I did..” The younger male steps forward, head hung low shamefully…well at least he’s got courage. “I think we will increase the alpha’s daughter’s workload today shall we?” …… “Knox what the fuck is going on?” Jace charges after me as I pull both injured males towar
~Josie~ He did this? He harmed these males…for what purpose… I’ll admit this as close to blood I have gotten in a while, usually the healing I do is for strengthening of muscles, the occasional resetting of bones, not closing open wounds. I try to control the excitement rising in me for being able
Even as I inhale the dreamy scent of leather and sandalwood, I’m fighting that urge to cave in as I perk my back out…my butt pushing back into his groin. He’ll notice I haven’t got my gun on me today. A groan escapes him as he reaches higher, grabbing the jar and looking back at me. “You don’t pla
~ Knox ~ The roar of my motorcycle vibrates through to my bones, immediately relaxing my body and mind. Whipping in-between traffic as I let my bike go full throttle, this is where I feel myself…this is my sanctuary. Somewhere I don’t need to think, just do. Turning off the main route, I follow
As the pack’s natural ambience comes to a small whisper, Alpha Hector raises his hand to say a few words…I’m listening but my eyes are scanning around the crowd. She wasn’t here. She wasn’t standing in front of the pack members like her family are doing, she wasn’t standing by the alpha family’s sid
~ Josie ~ I hate the pack runs, more because I can’t join in. It’s the only time I am reminded that I am not like them. They can’t help it, they are following the gut instinct of their very being. Why should they change centuries of tradition just for one person. They shouldn’t and as much as
A bullet biting through wood rather than flesh. I slowly release the air held in my lungs through puffed cheeks, steadying my heart rate….only for Knox to step through the door. He takes one look at me, an eyebrow cocking but he doesn’t raise his hands in surrender…he just looks at me dead in