"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
The feeling of surprise and fear sucked the voice from Jane’s throat, making it hard to breathe. Whoever slung her over their shoulder was most likely male due to the ease and the broadness of his shoulders.When he took the first step, Jane’s voice returned, and she screamed at the top of her lungs. Swinging her limbs wildly, she caught the post of Alex’s bed with her hand and jerked them both back."Help!" she screamed, praying Alex could hear her plea, or feel her fear.This bastard was not taking her anywhere.He grunted and jerked Jane until her fingertips slipped from the post, and he hauled her toward the open bedroom window. Fear snaked its claws down her spine, shoving her into survival gear.She kicked and pulled until he struggled to keep her in his arms. The bedroom door swung open in a loud swish, and Alex stood in the door like an Avenger.Jane could hardly see through the darkness of the room, but she knew it was him. She smelled him and felt him near. His showing up fu
Alex’s wolf pawed and spun circles as Jane pushed the last of her clothes from her legs, and kicked them over to the pile beside her. It'd been a whirlwind of a night, but Alex couldn't think of anything better to calm himself down.He'd heard rumors of mates being able to calm their mate's wolf, and he knew now that they weren't rumors, because peace settled over him at the sight of her. Her soft curves, flawless pale skin, and the blonde locks cascading down her shoulders made his fingers twitch.She'd been in the arms of the enemy only minutes before, her fear had strangled him as he began to cook their dinner that had been long forgotten. He'd wanted to shift and rip him to shreds for thinking about taking her. It all seemed like a ploy, or an ill attempt to see if they could get away with it.Either way, it'd put Alex on edge, and now Jane was going to walk him back, and bring him to the present with her sweet scent. He couldn't fathom why he treated her the way he did, or how s
The rough feel of Alex’s hands slid over Jane’s skin, down beneath the top of her thighs, holstering her up onto his hips. Trapped right where she wanted to be forever. She'd fallen into the bliss of his mouth, his taste, everything that made them so perfect for each other filled her at once.Jane swam in the warmth of his scent-then it hit her. That wasn't his scent.Reality slapped her, knocking her off her dream wave, and she sat up. It took several seconds for her eyes to adjust from sleep, but she knew instantly that she wasn't in Alex’s bed. Or any familiar room.The high vaulted ceiling was engraved with detailed crowns and swords in the marbled stone. Everything about the room screamed royalty-the four-post bed with a sheer canopy above her, the satin sheets, and the deep wood furniture. Even the window that led toward the balcony was beautiful stained glass.Jane remembered being taken once, and Alex saving her, but after that, everything was fuzzy. She rubbed her forehead,
“Come back. You can't go after them yourself.”“Alex, Mark is dead. We need to get answers out of Delia.”“Kerry is taking Aunt D back to her house to work on the bloodline.”Alex barreled in-between trees and branches, sweat clung to his fur, his adrenaline out of control. There were too many wolves trying to reach him, and his wolf shook his head to knock them out, which didn't work, but it calmed him down. Someone had Jane. Why would he wait? He couldn't wait.His wolf dug harder and faster the more he envisioned Jane in the arms of the lycan king, and the worst part was he had no idea where she was or who had her. The trail he followed led him miles and miles away. He figured he was well into the next town, or the middle of nowhere, all he sensed was woods and more woods.Trees. No actual trail in sight.The lengths he'd taken to grab her astonished Alex. If they knew what she had in her bloodline, they could determine the lycan king's next move. Why did he want sweet Jane? Alex d
Jane was frightened to move. His suavenonchalance scared her. It seemed like one wrong move, and he'd snap, and she didn't know what he was capable of doing to her.That maniac smile rubbed her every way but the right one.She couldn't get her mouth to open, all her words ran into each other like a nasty game of bumper cars. When she didn't speak, he chuckled and reached forward to pinch the tip of her chin.Jane stepped away from his touch. He slowly retracted his hand and shoved it into the pocket of his pants. "We'll work on that. I understand your reluctance. I'm sure you're upset because I didn't come get you myself—"Suddenly Jane’s words found their way out. "Seriously? You think I'm upset about your lack of manners? I'm upset because you plucked me from my mate and have put us through hell. Not to mention turning and traumatizing the students. Can you not see the multiple problems here?"Tristan's light blue eyes twinkled in the lighting. "You must think I'm a monster," he s
When Kerry didn't answer the phone, Alex became impatient. He wasn't going to wait around for a phone call and for Delia to draw out a map. He left the conference room, stripping from his shirt in a mad dash toward the woods. He needed to get to Demetria and find out what she knew."Son!" his dad called from the front porch. "Where are you going, Alex? You're not thinking clearly."Alex turned back, looking at his father's worried face. "I have to find out, Dad. I'm going to Demetria's house. Call me when Delia gets the map drawn out. I'll be with Kerry and Demetria. Please, let me go. I can't sit around right now."He leaned against the pillar of the pack house and placed his other fist on his hip. "Please let me know when you make it. You need to take a deep breath. You're going to get yourself hurt if you don't stop and think things through."Alex was already hurt. His heart had broken into two pieces and shattered on the floor. The Lycan King had his mate, and Alex had no idea why
The woods seemed to go on for miles on every side. Jane had no sense of direction, and the deeper she ran into the trees, the denser the brush became. Her entire body screamed for rest, but she was scared to stop.She was sure Tristan was close by, watching or chasing her-she didn't know. He could have caught her easily. Maybe he liked to stalk his prey. Either way, she had to try to get away. Part of her wanted to give-up, to lay down on the leaf- covered ground and curl into a ball.The other part thought of Alex. She knew he would come after her. Save her. But at what cost? His entire pack? And how long would she be trapped with Tristan while he tried to remove her mark with magic. She didn't even know that was a thing.What if it made her feelings for Alex vanish? She couldn't even think about it.The last part of her screamed run. So that's what she decided to do.The gown Tristan had her wear was torn to shreds at the bottom, dirt covered her from the knee down. She was glad. Ma