Damien Every day I got a little closer and he would do something to completely throw me off my tracks. He shifted regularly, swapping between Lycan and human, leading me further away from Black Shadow and my mate. But I won’t stop, not until he is dead, even if it means going to the ends of the E
“Fuck it!” My foot hits the pedal and I pull away, hoping that I was making the right decision for the kid. It takes almost a week to get back to Black Shadow. Each night I stopped in a hotel to make sure we both got a decent night’s sleep and to feed us both. Not once did she ever ask for food and
Neah A new scent hits my nose before I even open my eyes. Another Wolf that I didn’t recognise. I don’t know why, but I keep my eyes closed. Dane must be nearby, he wasn’t ready to leave me alone yet. This Wolf couldn't be dangerous. “Let her sleep, Dorothy.” Who the fuck was Dorothy? “She has bab
“Did they….” The thought sickened me, “Did they touch her?” “I don’t think so, not in that way at least.” Damien tells me. “I have asked as gently as I can in several ways. The most I think they did was watch her crawl around like a dog, lapping water from a bowl. Throwing food at her. Made her sle
Unknown POV “Yes?” I mutter, swirling the wine in my glass before taking a large mouthful. It had been a long day and I didn't need another idiot in my life. He saunters up to me like a lost sheep. His dark hair is a mess and he looked and smelled as though he hadn’t seen a shower for weeks. “You
“Or what?" He chuckles “You wouldn’t be the first kill tonight. Your name?” “Jenson” He doesn't hesitate, clearly a real name. “Your brother's pack name?” “Black Shadow.” A cackle escapes my throat. “So Dane is your brother.” There’s disappointment etched on his grimy face. “You know him?” “I
Dane Taking a seat in the large chair, I take in the shadows of the grounds. It had been a week since Damien had returned and still, there was no sign of Salem. Maybe that was a good thing. Maybe he realised that he couldn’t get what he wanted from us. but until I knew more, the grounds would be gu
Kitson, it was a rare name. Of all the Wolves and the very few Lycans I had come across, Neah was the only one with that surname left. “An ancestor?” I murmur, turning the brown book over in my hands. “I would say yes, just by the way he talks about bloodlines. Neah is a female Alpha, her genetics