The paperback is now available for book one on A****n!!! I am so excited and appreciate you all for buying and reading my books!If you liked it, please leave me a review there!This should be the first of MANY paperbacks to be released!Book Two, The Warrior and The Witch, and Book Three, The Bear
Natalie's P.O.V. I felt uneasy as soon as I entered the pack house. The way my pack mates were smirking at me, laughing behind their hands... I knew they were up to something. Their pranks and bullying had been getting worse and more painful each time they managed to get me alone. My bruises still
Natalie's P.O.V. I pushed through the crowd, desperate to get away from everyone. This pack had beaten, bullied, and broken me over the past few years, and my only salvation was upstairs, cheating on me with my sister. Although, I guess he wasn't cheating anymore, nor was he mine. Now, he was just
Natalie's P.O.V I could feel my heart breaking all over again the longer I stayed in the pack house the next morning. Haylee never came home last night, and I knew she was right upstairs, sleeping next to the man who claimed he loved me just two days ago. The man who had promised me forever. The
Killian's P.O.V My lip curled at the weak wolf in front of me as he shook with fear at the border of the Red Moon pack. They used to be an impressive group for their kind, but over time they grew complacent. Their need to become stronger, bigger, and better vanished, and with it did my respect. I
Natalie's P.O.V. I had never been so happy and terrified at the same time. The house was empty, and everything was free for the taking as I collected a bag with clothes, money, and food. Every few minutes, I would hear the creak of the house shifting or noise outside, and my heart would stop. I wa
Natalie's P.O.V. A shiver of satisfaction rushed through me, but the feeling quickly passed as a drop of my pack mate's blood trickled from his grip on the top of my bag and landed on my neck. I tore my eyes away from his, not wanting to offend him further, only to have them land on the mutilated b
Natalie's P.O.V. Several hours had passed before I had mustered up the courage to help myself to a shower. I was glad I had my get-a-way bag with me when I was taken from my pack. Clean clothes and a warm shower did wonders for me and my injured arm, and I was ready to test the limits of my new cap