“How long have you known?” He doesn’t answer me. “How long?” I ask again “Since the day she turned up. She’s a fucking kid. She started following me around a few days ago. I’m assuming because are starting to settle down with her body.” His eyes flash at me. “I will reject her. I am not waiting a
Dane I walk into silence. Neah looks as though she is on the verge of tears. Though she clutches her stomach as if she is about to vomit again. “What…what do you mean?” She mumbles to Madame Curie “Exactly what I said.” Madame Curie’s eyes flicker up to me. “I cannot give you the answers you are
“When all this shit with the Lycans is over, we are done, Dane. I owe you nothing! I want nothing to do with your pack ever again.” ‘LYCANS!’ Eric yells through mind link. “They are here!” I mutter to Roan. He charges out without hesitating, putting his immediate issues with me to one side. “Fin
Neah My heart is pumping. The adrenaline that’s coursing through my body had crept up like a slow burning fire. Igniting something deep within me. I felt powerful and all it took was Jess. When I had found Jess, she was already trying to get inside a closet. Her words blur into one another as my o
The Wolves haven’t moved an inch but the Lycans creep closer. Prepared for battle. ‘I’m ready when you are.’ Nyx mutters I take a deep breath as the Lycans edge a little closer. If this doesn’t work, we were screwed. ‘Drop the block.’ My head is quickly filled with mutterings. Words of the Lycan
Dane Three days it took to burn all the dead. Three days is how long Trey had been in my dungeons, still clinging to life. Three days where Neah hadn’t spoken a word about what had happened. She sits in her usual chair in my office, nibbling on a ginger biscuit. Madame Curie had been right about t
Neah It was never ending. Secret after secret, being revealed like it was some kind of game. The dungeon is filled with choking sounds and I look up to see Dane with his arms stretched through the bars, his hands are locked around Trey’s throat. Squeezing him until Trey’s lips begin to turn blue
Roan makes me jump. He is sitting outside the office door when I enter the packhouse. He rises to his feet when he sees me. His dark grey eyes drift down to my blood covered hand. “You killed him?” His tone is empty, but he continues to stare at me like he had since we first met. “Yes, he is dead.