~ Knox~ I’ve always thought she looked hot in her leather biker’s jacket but as she walks towards me, I can’t help but stare as the afternoon sun makes her red hair glow like a fire. That, mixed with her incredible body and beautify…wrapped in leather…I was going to have to keep my thoughts clean
~ Joise ~ My mind has to remind my lungs how to breathe as my body is thrown off the back of the bike and onto the tarmac road. Pain vibrates through me as my body ricochets at high speed along the wet ground, my eyes watching the flashing lights of the lorry as it speeds towards. I have no contro
As soon as I enter my car, Jace’s scent overwhelms me and tears start to brim in my eyes…I know it was more the pain, but he was my safety net and smelling him made me miss him even more right now. My hands stroke across the steering wheel, the leather cold under my touch. “I’ll follow closely behi
~ Knox ~ “Walk it off!” Jaxon growls at me as he pushes on my shoulder, pushing me away from his Father. I can see now why Alpha Hector has earnt his reputation. There’s nothing welcoming and hospitable about him right now. Not as his shoulders stretch out, his feet lift up onto their balls, and h
“I will do.” “So what’s your background?” This is why I preferred the alpha house, less questions about my own past. I get it, I was the visitor, the one everyone wants to get the dirt on. “I was a bit of a drifter until I started the program…you?” I vaguely respond. “Born and raised here.” H
~ Knox ~ His eyes continue to glare at me in the dark, the whites of his eyes almost fluorescent yet they aren’t as predatory as before. Aren’t promising me death like when I returned his daughter covered in blood. Now there’s concern edged in the corners as they narrow before his voice whispers
“Yes you do…you asked pack members why my daughter wasn’t at the pack run.” He quirks an eyebrow at me, a small hint of a smirk forming in the corner of his mouth. “I just thought it odd, that as a member of the alpha family…” I start but he holds a hand out to me, cutting me off mid sentence. Mi
~ Josie ~ I knew I was the daughter of a white wolf. Mum didn’t once attempt to cover up her special features to us as children, she would let us sit on her white wolf when we were small, cover her with gooey mud during the rain and play hide and seek in the snow. The pack never made a thing of