So, the cat was out of the bag...or the wolf, so to speak.Aunt Demetria didn't seem phased by the fact Alex was a wolf at all. But after really looking at her belongings, Jane realized all the herbs and weirdo cookbooks weren't exactly normal.In her defense, she didn't know supernaturals existed until a beast tried to kill her a few weeks before. Jane turned around to see Alex staring at Kerry and her aunt's interaction. It was ... strange.She'd never witnessed Aunt Demetria so quiet before, or dare she say, taken by a man? That's what Jane assumed her look meant. But as soon as it landed on her face, it was gone, and she locked the door behind her."I hate your dad's impromptu visits, but I'm super glad to have you both over." She walked toward Jane, pushed back her golden locks, and looked at her neck. "Mark free," she said, turning to pat Alex’s cheek. "Good boy. You wait until she's ready."Alex’s face flamed red as Jane felt someone cover her in flames. "Seriously?" Jane asked
‘Great. Way to go, Alex. You mess everything up’, Alex’s wolf growled.He hurried to stuff the last mozzarella bite into his mouth to buy himself some time. He hadn't known that her dad knew anything about the bullying. Jane didn't seem the type to run home and tell her dad, but somehow, he knew.Jane made a soft sound beneath her breath and nudged her knee against Alex’s. "Dad, where did you hear that—"He dug something from the waistband of his shorts and tossed onto the table. It looked like a diary or journal, but Jane immediately recognized it. She gasped. "You read my diary, Dad?""Not cool," Aunt Demetria mumbled, taking a bite of her food. "And the bad dad award goes to ..." "Can it, Demetria," her dad hissed. He shifted his gaze toward Alex and narrowed his eyes to slits. "I want to know why you're suddenly interested in my daughter and why she thinks dating the boy that tormented her for years is a good idea. There are tons of boys on campus to consider."‘Kill him’, his wo
Jane watched as Alex walked out of the back door, and she waited a few seconds to turn toward Aunt Demetria, who poured herself a glass of wine and stood by Jane as she washed the dishes.She lifted a light brow at her. "You look like you need one of these," she said, offering over her glass.Jane pursed her lips. "I'm only eighteen. You're a bad influence."She chuckled. "Seriously? You're the only eighteen- year-old I know that would turn down liquor."Jane placed a plate on the drainer and turned to grab another one. "Doubt it. Now, are you going to tell me what's going on with you and Kerry? Or are you going to act like nothing is going on?"Demetria sighed and leaned her hip against the countertop. "I'm a phenomenal actress, so obviously, I'm going with the latter.""Come on. I know you want to talk about it," Jane said.She huffed. "Since Alex already told you, I'm supposedly his second chance mate or something." She made a face and took another sip.Jane finished the last dish
‘She's nervous. Go take a shower with her’, Alex’s wolf said.Alex rolled his eyes and tugged out of his t-shirt, tossing it back into his duffle bag. "I'm glad you're not in control of this, or we'd end up with a rape charge and in jail."He huffed. “She's your mate. There aren't too many ways, besides bullying her, that you could mess it up... and you know how that went.”He blocked out his wolf, not wanting to think about the ways he bullied her growing up. It was enough that she'd forgiven him, and thinking about it before he potentially marked her wouldn't get him in the mood.He grabbed another shirt, slipped it on, and then some blankets and pillows from the closet in their room before walking toward the front door. He stopped cold when he noticed Demetria and Kerry in the kitchen. He couldn't tell where one ended and the other one began. So, he slowly passed them and walked out the door, hopefully without disturbing them. They looked really busy.Alex hopped into the bed of hi
The heavy feeling of sleep weighed Jane down when she tried to pry open her eyes. She slid her bare legs against the soft sheets of the bed beneath her and stretched her arms above her head, feeling a rough tug in her lower belly, bringing back the memories from the night before.Jane sat up quickly, seeing no imprint of where Alex slept next to her or any indication he'd been there recently. She reached up and touched the sore spot on her neck, kicked off the covers, and walked down the hallway to the bathroom.She looked well-rested, considering the amount of sleep she got the night before. Her hair was wild, but…The mark on her neck was bright blue, a full moon, with two twinkling stars above it. She gasped, her fingertips traced the outline as her heart hammered into her ribcage. "My mark," she mumbled to herself.It was beautiful and perfect, but…Alex wasn't near so she could show him. She didn't hear anyone moving around in the rest of the house, or any sign of life, and it in
"Where is Tibbs?" Coach Bear shouted. Alex continued his stretch, avoiding eye contact as Coach stopped in front of the players, hands on his hips, anger written all over his face. "No one?" he asked. "No one knows where our running back is? How about we run laps until someone confesses?" Jaxton kicked Alex’s ankle nonchalantly and gave him a look. Alex didn't care where Tibbs was, not after he interrogated him about Cash, but he didn't want to run any extra laps. One of the seniors mumbled beneath his breath. "I think he was in the group of kids that went hunting for that thing last night." Coach Bear swore underneath his breath. "You've got to be kidding me? When was the last time anyone saw him?" One of the freshmen raised his hand. "This isn't first grade, son!" Coach Bear shouted. "He came back to the dorm room really late the night before, saying he was hearing stuff. He went to his dorm, and I haven't seen him since." Coach Bear glanced over at his assistant, Coach Joh
What a nightmare.Jane drove Alex’s vehicle toward the pack house, her grip tight on the steering wheel, as Alex sat in the middle of her and Delia.He was afraid to let her sit next to Jane in case she tried to run them off the road. At this point, Jane welcomed it.After she chased Delia to the dark room, everything went to hell. Delia moved quickly, surprising Jane, and cornered Kerry in the blink of an eye. Where she'd learned to move like that, Jane didn't want to know. But she did know one thing, Delia knew all about lycans and werewolves because she hunted them.She had no idea that was even a thing. Hunting supernatural beings? Who knew?She'd pulled the crossbow out of nowhere and handled it like a pro. It'd scared the pee out of her.When they pulled into the pack house, Alpha Davis and a few other wolves made their way out to the truck. Two of them ushered a silent Delia toward the cellar, while Alpha Davis took Tibbs to the house.When Jane shut the car door, Grace barrele
"He's scared to death," Alex’s dad said. "He's shaking."Alex watched Tibbs as he glanced around the room, jumping at every little sound. The lycan had definitely done a number with him, and sadly, they weren't any closer to finding him since Tibbs couldn't remember anything. He also didn't know how to communicate with the lycan. The lycan communicated with him, which wasn't helpful in the least. Alex sat down across the table from Tibbs. "Where were you when he attacked you? I know you went on the hunt."Tibbs's brows furrowed in concentration, and his fingers clutched around the edge of the table. "He -he came out of nowhere." His gaze shifted toward Alex. "He says you're a wolf," he whispered. "Do you turn into a wolf, too?"Alex glanced at his father who looked deeply worried."Did he turn into a human?" Alex asked. "Or did he stay a wolf?""Red eyes," Tibbs whispered to himself.Alex’s dad gestured for Alex to follow him toward the corner of the room. "I don't think we're going