The moment the clock on the washed-up wall struck twelve, the shadows emerged.The rain was pelting down heavily now, as lightning blazed across the dark, furious sky, revealing half a dozen silhouettes just a few feet from the three, huge sycamore trees down the path that led to our little house. Panic lodged itself in my chest as I looked back to alert my father. “Father, look!”Before I could finish my sentence, they were already edging closer to the door, their eyes beaming a conspicuous yellow in the dark."Forgive me, Violetta," Father said, grabbing and hurling me toward them like a bowling ball before shifting into his wolf form and breaking through the back door. I cried out in pain as two bodies went down under me. Shock turned to immobilizing fear, and fear turned to tears.Strong, powerful hands pulled me back up. "Hold her."Two words. All he said, but that voice...it was mesmerizing.Confused, I snapped my head around, but he had already shifted. His wolf, though smallis
Three years laterI let out a sigh when Charlie's hands accidentally brushed against my butt for the third time in thirty minutes.I hated how patient I was with his antics, and there was no point in glaring at him or pushing his hand away. He'd just give me a sleazy grin and mouth sorry. It was just a show for the customers, or at least those customers who didn't know who I was. When we were alone, he didn't even bother with the fake apology, but the shitty grin always remained.He didn't have to apologize to me. I didn't deserve it.I didn't deserve anything.So I tried my best to ignore him as I pulled the wine out of the cooler beneath the bar and faked a smile at the customer in front of me. "Our chicken caprese sliders would go great with this wine," I said as I pulled the cork. After pouring his glass, I nudge the menu in front of him."Caprese, huh," he grunted as he eyed me, the gleam of his wolf front and center. I didn't need my own wolf to tell me that he was more powerful
I sank as low as I could against the floor in total submission, thankful I hadn't let my wolf out earlier. Had I done that, she would have clawed through the floorboards, certain she wasn't worthy of being on the same level as Ferrara.Pathetic.Ferrara guffawed, and my skin flushed with humiliation, while my mind raced. Why had he dropped by today? For three whole years, we hadn't seen each other, and it wasn't like he always came around when I wasn't at work. I lived right above the bar. I was always here, so he had over a million opportunities to come see me if he cared.But knowing Ferrara, and his hatred for me, I figured he'd just left me here to rot with the bar.I changed tactics, throwing myself at work and making sure the Confections bar turned around and began making more profit than before. I'd hoped that by doing so I would gain his attention. Prove that I could have a purpose in the pack.I was dead wrong.Nothing. Not a glimpse. Not a note of thanks, or appreciation. It
"You have to learn to trust me at some point."The whisper in my ear heated my skin, and I tried not to wiggle against the body pressed to mine. I didn't understand what he wanted."You. I want you."And he could always read my thoughts. Damn irritating.His low chuckle filled the darkness as his hand slid over my belly. I was naked. I was always naked, floating in the nothingness, and he was always here.A dream. Just a dream, except I wasn't asleep. Not always. Not this time."It's hard to see you and not touch you. To see you and know that you won't let me hold you."Let him? Nobody let Ferrara do anything. If he wanted to hold me, he would.And that's how I knew it wasn't real. This was just the mate I wanted. The hero. The one who would listen and understand.That was not the real Ferrara Knox."Are you wet, baby? Let me see."I never stopped him. Never wanted to stop him. My body never reacted this way to anyone, and what was the harm? Instead, I turned toward him, threw my thig
The phone on the bar rang, and I jerked my head up. It was almost four o'clock in the morning. Who the hell would be calling Confections bar at this time?Convinced it was a wrong number, I went back to my job. I was so close to finishing, and Charlie had already told me that I needed to be back at eight in the morning for inventory.The phone rang again. With a sigh, I dropped the rag and crossed the rough wooden floor. Wiping my hands on my pants, I looked down and swore. My pants were streaked with the damn oil. It would be a nightmare to try and wash out, assuming that I would ever have the time to do laundry.This was my only pair of jeans. Leaving the bar to go shopping wasn't exactly an option.I did my best to stay tucked away in my own corner, and I didn't exactly have a ton of money. I didn't get a paycheck, but I did get tips from people who didn't know who I was.Or at least, I did until Charlie had copied the key to my apartment. My squirreled-away money disappeared, and
ViolettaBile rose in my throat, but before he could touch me, the glass shattered. He paused, and I scrambled under the nearest metal table and tucked my injured leg beneath me. I gripped the leg like my life depended on it.The alarm stopped. "Fan out," Ferrara growled. "Find out what happened."Great. More people to witness my humiliation."Alpha," Charlie called out. His voice trembled just a little, and I couldn't help but scowl.Surely, he wasn't worried that he'd be in trouble. "We're back here."Ferrara and two other wolves joined him. One was Jenson, and the other was a female that I didn't recognize. She radiated power, so she was definitely high up in the pack. The alpha's eyes darted to me and narrowed. "There was a report that she almost reached the river.""Yes, sir. She ran. I caught her just in time," Charlie said proudly."What were you doing here so late?""She's let this place become a pigsty. I've been giving her extra cleaning duties. I came back to make sure that
ViolettaIn one swift move, he picked me up and tossed me back on the bed. Wincing at the pain, I dropped my gaze. There was no escape. Choosing a different tactic, I cleared my throat. "I apologize, Alpha. How can I be of service to you?"With a growl, he settled in the chair on the other side. It was almost comical to watch him fit his large body in the small armchair. With a frown, he picked up the crowbar and studied it before letting it fall back to the floor."I am not here to take what's mine, so relax," he growled.Take what was his. I tried not to wince. It was true that I was his mate. That gave him plenty of power over me, power he'd never wielded. If he wanted to bed me, he would have done it before now. That gave me a little bit of peace, so I readjusted myself on the bed so I was more comfortable and tried not to stare at the dresser that was blocking my path."For three years, I've left you alone. Given you a place to live. Let you do whatever you wanted so long as you
ViolettaFor two days, I tried frantically to call her back. I needed to know what she knew. I needed to know why she'd wanted me to run.I needed her to know what Ferrara wanted me to do.My call never went through.It made sense. There were no phones deep in the mountains and definitely no phone service. However she'd made the call, it was clearly one way only.I couldn't warn her.Other than that, I worried. My knee and ankle were still swollen and bruised, but I was able to put more weight on it. As long as I moved carefully and wore pants, Ferrara wouldn't realize that I hadn't fully healed.Charlie never returned. None of the employees did. It occurred to me that this was the last time I'd be here. For three years, Confections bar had been my home. If everything went to plan, this would all just be a distant dream.It hadn't all been bad. When Parker gave me space, I'd actually been able to relax some.Listen to music, dance. When he didn't give me space, he was pushing me. He w
FerraraI managed to catch her before she hit the floor.Mate.My wolf came tearing out of me, but unlike last time, I did not hand over the reins. Grounding myself at the surface, I roared as I shifted. The bed broke under me, and I clutched at Violetta’s body.Something had happened. Had she been poisoned? How could someone have gotten to her?Healer. Healer, now.I agreed with the monster living inside of me. His own fears of his mutation were stowed. Violetta was in trouble, and we needed to help her. Holding her as gently as I could, I kicked the door down and roared.The door opened at the end of the hall, and a woman I didn’t recognize stared at me in shock.Danger. Surrounded by danger.Clutching Violetta, I howled and barreled toward the woman. With a scream, she jumped out of the way, and I entered the main part of the infirmary. Frantically, I searched for Saul’s bond to call for him only to remember that I’d broken it off.Kenzi.I pulled hard on her bond and turned my hea
ViolettaSaul pulled so many samples from me that I felt like a pin cushion. He did eventually have to stop once Ferrara’s growls started to sound more animal than human. When I offered to go to a different room, Ferrara’s hand wrapped around my arm and refused to let go.For a weak shifter, he was still very strong.“This will do for now,” Saul said. “I’ll be in the lab if you need me. Do what you can to keep him human. Makayla started having issues with shifting, and I imagine Ferrara will too. Remember, the longer he stays human, the more time we have.”I sent Amelia on a trip to round up as many items of entertainment as she could find and climbed into the bed with him. He was so damn pale, and I feared that I wasn’t going to be able to hide my panic for much longer.“You can do this. I stayed a human for months once,” I reminded him. “But then, I always did suspect that I was a little stronger than you.”Ferrara rolled his eyes and shifted to make room for me. I was careful not t
ViolettaDoing my best to hide my horror, I watched as Ferrara’s wolf came out and grew right before my eyes. He was easily bigger than Makayla’s wolf, but with the same issues. A hunched back. Dark patchy hair. His muzzle was the wrong proportions, and when he settled on all four legs, he roared.“Ferrara,” I snapped and moved so I was directly in front of him. “Stop that right now.”His eyes narrowed, and my heart skipped a beat. When I looked into his eyes, I didn’t see a speck of Ferrara in there. Still, I didn’t move. “Don’t panic. Don’t run. Just listen to me. You know me. You love me.”Those words were hard to say out loud, but I found our mating bond. It was still there, healthier than ever. I pushed as much calm through it as I could, and he lowered his head. People were starting to gather, and I could feel the tension in the air.I never took my eyes off Ferrara. “I need someone to alert London and Cruz what has happened. Someone needs to tell security that there is a traito
FerraraSaul’s frustration was etched on every inch of his face. London looked ready to howl, and Ava and Janelle glared at each other as we all stood in the hall and looked through the window. Makayla was in human form but non-responsive.“My theory is that her wolf put her in the coma. We were having a conversation, and I saw a tinge of blue, and then she collapsed,” Saul said tiredly. “Her system is shutting down. I’m considering giving her a half dose to see if that will buy us a little more time, but I’m worried about the damage it will do in the long term. I’m sorry, London. I truly thought we’d have a few more days before she would need another dose. I still haven’t figured out what those last two compounds are.”“Her wolf?” I interrupted. “Not the creature on steroids?”Saul nodded. “The effects wore off enough that she seemed to realize what was happening. As it was, we were discussing a medically induced coma to see if I could put her in some sort of stasis.”“Can her wolf h
ViolettaDespite Ferrara’s reassurance, I still couldn’t get over the strange looks he was giving me. When Kenzi arrived in the middle of the afternoon to see if I wanted to go for a run, I gladly accepted. Even she looked taken aback that Ferrara didn’t ask to join. To my surprise, Kenzi wanted to run on two legs and not four.“What? It’s good to keep in shape,” she said defensively when she started to stretch.“I’m pretty sure our wolves keep us in shape.”She rolled her eyes. “Okay, fine. I like to run to clear my mind.”“And you wanted me to join you?” When she didn’t answer, I wrinkled my nose. “Is Ferrara making you do this?”“Look, I’m trying to take my new role of being his third seriously, and that means getting along with you. I’m making the effort on my own. You don’t owe me for saving you. That was my job. Now I’m just trying to bond with you a bit. Do you want to run, bitch, or not?”It was all I could do not to laugh. “I guess I want to run.”“Good. You are so difficult,
FerraraOnce Makayla was fed and Saul busy, I steered Violetta back to our rooms. “I’m going to make us some sandwiches for lunch. Why don’t you take a few moments to rest? You can review the information that London gave you, if you want.”Violetta frowned. “I told you I wasn’t sure if I was ready to look into that.”“Okay, then rest. I’ll be up in a few minutes.”Rubbing her chest, her eyes glazed over for a few seconds and she nodded. On the way to the kitchen, I knocked on Janelle’s door. It did not surprise me to see Cindy there, glaring at her. Janelle looked as if she needed to sleep for days. “Walk with me.”Cindy’s eyes widened, and she stood, but I held up my hand. “I just need a witch.”“That witch in particular?” she accused.“No. She just happens to be the closest witch.” I was done explaining to her that I was not going to use Janelle to take control of my wolves. Janelle stepped out, and I closed the door between us. After a moment, I opened it back up again. “I’m going
ViolettaShe was still alive.I didn’t know anything about the woman who lay shivering on the table in the infirmary, but relief swept through me anyway. I was so tired of people dying around me. So tired of being involved in death. It would be nice if this time, everyone lived.Although, if Makayla pulled through, London might very well kill her anyway. He practically vibrated next to me as we watched through the window while Saul did an exam.Naked and pale, she acted as if she knew where she was and who she was, but every now and then, she would give a little cry of warning, and her eyes would turn green. No one thought anything about it until London told us that Makayla’s wolf’s eyes were amber-colored.Now, as she cried out, Saul slowly inched toward the door. Holding my breath, I watched as the young woman fought to control herself. Irons were wrapped around her wrists and ankles, chaining her to the wall. They were supposed to be strong enough to hold a werewolf.No one was sur
FerraraLondon snarled at Saul and prowled around the small lab, occasionally muttering something under his breath. Violetta stood protectively on one side of Saul, and I leaned in the doorway, watching it all unfold.“Why didn’t you come to me immediately,” London snapped, and I watched as Violetta narrowed her eyes.“I had several theories about what the drug might do,” Saul explained, still as calm as ever, although his eyes were bloodshot red. “But as I’ve explained, I wasn’t sure what these two compounds were. I was still diving into the research when I fell asleep. It wasn’t until Violetta’s discovery this morning that made me put it together. Well, put most of it together.”“This is dangerous and important. You should have notified me at every step!”“I had planned to give a report this morning.”London opened his mouth, and Violetta stepped forward. “Enough! It is not Saul’s fault that you got some weird drug, and someone is using it to turn themselves into Mr. Hyde!”Saul loo
Violetta“It wasn’t me,” Janelle repeated for the hundredth time as we all stared at the damage done to the trees.I wanted to be annoyed with her, but I knew what it was like to always be on the defensive. To know that if anything went wrong, everyone would be looking at you.That didn’t mean that I trusted Janelle, but in this, I trusted her. She didn’t see any lingering magic, and neither did I.Ferrara and Amelia were trying to pinpoint London’s whereabouts. We’d been to what looked like the start of whatever had happened, although none of the evidence made sense. The woods were completely normal until whatever happened in this spot. Had a car dropped the beast off? There were no tread marks.Had something dropped it from the sky?“Nobody thinks it was you, Janelle, but if you keep saying that we might have a different opinion,” Finn snapped.Janelle’s eyes narrowed in his direction. Good. I was happy to see the witch with a little backbone.“This is weird,” Kenzi said as she wrin