I ran. Sheer surprise was the only way to break free from Alaric’s grip....One thing had become crystal clear to me:I had to get away from Alpha King Alaric.AlaricI almost ran after her.My wolf, Grey, was screaming at me to follow her. A big part of me wanted to, but a much larger part knew it’
CaraThe apartment Alaric and I shared looks the same as it did a few days ago, but somehow everything has changed.“You’ve changed,” my wolf Lucy says gently in my head.“I had no choice.”Grabbing my suitcases, I look through the items deciding what to take. The expensive clothes, designer watches
My Beta, Walter, cleared his throat, subtly alerting me to his presence.“Sorry, Walter. I hope the wait wasn’t too long.” I usually tried my best to avoid long hours for the old man. Walter had been my father’s Beta before me, and he had an unwavering loyalty to Pack BloodyMoon that I had to respe
AlaricA few days later.“I have news about Cara Wilson, sir.”My Gamma, George knocks on my office door. I gesture for him to enter and close the door behind him. “Well? Have you heard who fathered her child?” I return to signing the documents in front of me while he speaks.“Not exactly. I have i
CaraThey say distraction is the best way to navigate through a hard time.I’m not sure the people who say that ever had to deal with planning their former Fate Mate’s wedding.But there’s so many tasks to complete. I found a hotel even more luxurious than the proposal site to host the wedding. My d
I walk backwards away from the door, weighing my options and whether I should report this to the Alpha King directly.I don’t get very far in my thinking when Lilia passes through the doorway and spots me immediately.Her eyes are size of dinnerplates, wide and wild.When she speaks, her voice is li
AlaricYou know the phrase that you can lead a horse to water, but you can’t force him to drink?Well, you can lead a werewolf to a beautiful woman, but you can’t force him to love her.Over the last few weeks, I’ve tried to let my feelings for Lilia grow. But I’ve had no luck. I just can’t seem to
CaraMy body lay still in the hospital bed as my mind dreamed.*When I was young, barely old enough to be called a child instead of a baby. My hands were small, and I wasn’t quite sure on my feet. Looking around, the trees towered over me. I must have lost my way, there was no sign of a trail or f