~ Josie ~ Good cop, bad cop. It’s always been that way with Jaxon and Jace growing up. We may be triplets, but for the most part they are known as the twins…because they are identical. I look so different from them that in passing, you wouldn’t really think we were related. They are identical
“No, he just redirected his anger onto you.” I roll my eyes, shaking my head…stopping when his hand cups the side of my face. “Then it worked Red.” “Knox.” I sigh out, this man was giving me whiplash. “We were interrupted last night, in the nightclub.” His hands fall onto my hips as they pull me
~ Josie ~ By mid morning my eyes were heavy and I was struggling to stay awake. Of all days, today I had left to write my reports on the recent treatments of patients that had been signed off Doctor Abel’s care in the past month. Hindsight can be a bitch…if I had known I wouldn’t have slept last n
“What do you think?” “No Josie, what do you think?” “Erm..” I pause to think on the next best course of action. My eyes scan the room above, his dark aura causing hospital members to now leave the viewing platform. He hadn’t been there a moment ago, but now he was and his face was thunderous.
~ Knox ~ If I sleep any longer, I think I will go mad. I’m not a sleeper, I’m not a rest person…there’s always been too much at stake to take my eye off the ball. Plus, I get bored if I’m not moving, if I’m not thinking. I’m a strong werewolf, I was created to move, it’s in my DNA. So having sp
I’m an Alpha trainer, not a dog whisperer. “Where is Josie?” Hector demands of his eldest born, Jaxon. “I don’t know, still at the hospital.” “She better not be, I told her to be back by now.” His thick aura is unleashed upon the room. His usually controlled demeanour slipping. Figures that the
~Josie~ I wake up feeling warm, something I never feel. My mind is stirring but my eyes are still closed, trying to force my mind into submission. My body was still exhausted but my mind was trying to wake up, trying to register something…trying to think. Then I realise…it doesn’t recognise m
“He didn’t say…” “Jaxon…You would tell me?” “Josie, he really didn’t say.” Perhaps that is the case, for Jaxon to have gotten so angry last night, he was using it to hide behind the real issue…he was hurt. Walking into my room I find Cleo sat on my bed scrolling through social media on her phone