*Gene*Ah, the joy of it all. I don’t know what in the world possessed me to think about giving up my royal title, especially after I’d worked so hard to obtain it, but now all is safe. I know that bastard Adam wasn’t doing my bidding as he should have as my supposedly loyal Beta, but this new guy,
She finally turns around, though she seems to be confused as to where I’m standing. I see her eyes glaring straight at the wall, many feet higher than my stature. With a surprised look on her face, she finally looks down to meet my own eyes.“I apologize, Your Majesty,” she says. “I’m afraid I was s
*Rose* The sounds of fighting from outside of the castle are unnerving. Even though the bulk of the fighting seems to be going on on the other side of where I am located with the babies, it makes me so nervous. I want to keep looking out the window. “It’ll be all right,” Retta says, smiling at me
*Adam* The massive gray wolf is right in front of me now, and in these seconds as I run toward them, a lifetime of emotion flashes in front of me. Alpha Tristan has given me the go-ahead to take him down. Now, all I have to do is leap in and take him out. Alastar’s minions have backed away, and h
I shake my head but say nothing. He nods. “Good,” he says. “I’m sure you understand the ramifications of leaving employees such as Randolph here,” he adds as he nods toward the creepy guard, “in charge of young ladies.” The look he gives to the girls then sends shivers up my spine. “Understood,” I
*Rose*It’s almost dark outside when I open my eyes. I vaguely remember falling asleep, but it seems like it was much earlier in the day when I did that, so I’m astonished that none of the babies have woken me up.Yawning, I sit up and note that the sounds coming from outside are not nearly as loud
*Reece* There’s a lull in the fighting as everyone who is loyal to Alastar is finished off and the rest have surrendered, then I hear the panicked voice of my love wailing in my mind. The three of us Alphas look at each other and instantly, I know that Tristan and Mark are thinking the same thing.
“Okay, darlin’,” I say. “That means she was still nearby. Then she either went out of range or just stopped answering you on purpose.” “I’ve got scouts following tracks they just found,” says Mark, “out back.” “Go!” screams Rose, and she starts to run with us. Tristan holds her by her arms to sto