Hey everyone. Hope you are all well and for those that celebrate Easter. Happy Easter. There will be no update tomorrow 1st of April. Once again, thank you for the all the gems and comments. It is very much appreciated. See you all on the 2nd. Taylor West
Neah “What do you want?” I demand as I stare at the Rogue, chained to the wall of the dungeon. It growls back at me. I had been asking it the same question for days and yet it still refused to speak. ‘This is a bad idea. We should have waited for Dane.’ Nyx murmurs. She didn’t like us being down
My scowl deepens. “Something about me believing that he would be the only one who wants our pups. What if he is right? Have you heard anything about his pack? Ashburn city?” “He is trying to mess with your head. Roan will be killed in front of everyone tomorrow. It doesn’t matter what he says.” He
Raven The crutches were a nightmare, but not from my point of view. Damien and Dane walk either side of me as though I was going to fall any second. Any stumble, I would hear them catch their breath and I was half expecting someone to say it would just be easier if they carried me. That’s what Dan
But as I stood here looking at all the men, knowing how messed up all this is. I knew one thing for certain, we were all tied together because of Neah. All of us. I stare at the beast that was once Salem. I don’t hear the voice I know. I don’t smell his scent. I just see an angry beast. Was I alway
Damien “Desire?” She whispers back to me, refusing to look away. “Yes.” Her hands rest against my chest, a small crease forming between her eyebrows. “A desire for what?” “To live.” She glances down to her hand resting over my heart. It beated steadily under her touch. Yet her own heart starts
“What did he want? Did he say Neah would speak to me? Was that what it was about?” She asks hopefully “No, and you need to drop it when it comes to the Alpha. I don’t know how many more times I can tell you this, but you need to back off.” She turns in front of me, stopping me from moving any furt
Raven “Wait." It was alot of inforamtion in the space of a minute. "I have a million questions. So it wasn’t because he was your brother?” “It was both.” Damien mutters back. “If he hadn’t been my brother, I still would have been able to track him.” “I didn’t think Lycans had a scent when they sh
“The point of this conversation was to decide my brother’s fate. Correct?” Damien mutters. “Well that has been decided. So are we done?” “Yes.” Eric retorts “Good. If you will excuse me. I have things to do.” Damien walks around the table and picks up my crutches. Holding them out to me, he doesn