He smiles at me, “But look at you now.” “I’m still small.” I whisper. I was in comparison to the other women in the pack “What I’m saying, Neah, is that you shouldn’t have even survived the journey here, yet somehow you did.” “Because I’m a Lycan?” “Maybe. Maybe it’s that you were with your true
Neah “That’s fucking gross. Are you saying our uncle wants to put a pup in her?” Devon sticks his fingers back his throat and starts gagging. I agree, I was horrified by the idea, how could he even suggest that, we are related! “Not necessarily him.” Alpha Dane mutters. He stops next to me. “You
“You’re letting him out.” Beta Eric asks and I couldn’t help but notice the slight pinkish tint to his peachy skin. “It’s your choice.” Alpha Dane mutters to me. “And if you do decide too, there will be conditions that he has to meet.” “Anything!” Devon beams at us. “I will literally do anything!
Dane Veronica stomps off, both furious and upset that she hadn’t gotten what she wanted. After all these years, I half expected her to be used to it, but still, she remains persistent, looking for a way back in. Though I had to hide my amusement at Neahs thoughts. Once again, the darkness in her m
“We said….” “No, the um.... the witches?” “Madame Curie said you were powerful. That she had never seen anything like it. She bound you twice and wouldn't do it again. Fucking bitch!” My fist slams against the table, making Neah jump. Neah clutches her legs tighter as she stares at me with wide b
Dane “Shit, shit, shit!” Raven panics, frantically searching through the cupboards, pulling out small bottles and tubs, looking for something. “Neah, breathe.” I beg. She was in agony. I could feel it. I could feel her slipping away. She lets out a harrowing gasp. Spluttering blood all over me, j
I link her to meet me. She was hesitant at first, which is unlike her. But moments later, she appears. Seemlingly happy about the blood splatters on my shirt. “You wanted to see me?” “I’ve been thinking about what you have said.” “Oh?” She flutters her eyelashes at me. “Have you realised she is
Dane I sit at her bedside, watching every little muscle twitch, willing Neah to open her eyes. She wasn’t dead. I would have felt it if her soul had crossed over. Which meant the antidote had worked on some level, but what irreparable damage had the Blood of Wolfsand done? We wouldn't know until sh