As they walked out of the office, Zayd looked down at the paper Dantae had in hand. What if the water spilled in his direction? Would he shrivel up? He shook his head with a small chuckle…no, Jake couldn’t contend with him…not in this lifetime. Back then; a year ago when Zayd had challenged him, h
Zayd walked back to the pack house, finding Quinn and her father seated on the bench just outside. They were corresponding calmly, though it seemed a little awkward from his perspective. He stopped in front of them, nodding in greetings towards her father and patting Quinn’s shoulder. “Meet me upst
The night drifted down to touch the trees a little sooner than Quinn had expected it to. The preparations for the ceremony were made, food and drinks were being served, and the pack was merry. In all of this, Quinn stood in her room, wearing her white dress. Zayd had already left, but she didn’t ge
As the little drops of rain started to fall from the sky, Zayd looked through the crowd for Quinn. It was finally time and Marcia had gone to her room to get her. He felt more impatient now than ever; to see her…to touch her, and the bliss he was trying to hide showed so blatantly in his uncontroll
When Quinn woke up, she found herself lying on an unfamiliar forest floor with her hands and feet tied. Unfamiliar men surrounded her, all sitting around a blazing fire that granted them warmth after what seemed to be a heavy rain. Quinn’s eyes assessed them all, finalizing with a count of seven me
After the unsettling conversation with alpha Jake, Quinn was thrown over her father’s back, and the journey to her enemy’s pack began. It took a day, but when the journey ended, Quinn quickly realized that the destination wasn’t their pack, it seemed to be a temporary lodging with just a few of his
Jake clapped his hands, grinning devilishly. “F*ck…why do you look so hot with blood all over your face? You look like a demon kitten, you got me all hard and hungry for you.” Quinn’s face twisted in disgust as she held the knife in front of her. “Let me go.” “No, never. I want you more than ever
The silver chains burnt Quinn’s hands and feet, they made her feel nauseous, creating a fervent fire that kept drifting higher and higher up her body. She knew silver was harmful to werewolves, it weakened them, made it impossible for them to change forms or to even regain the strength it took. But