KARA
"Someone's close," Lex murmured quietly in my mind.I wasn't sure why she whispered when no one but me could hear her but it somehow felt like a sin for my thoughts to be at a volume above that. The forest blanketed in thick shadow had fallen eerily silent over the last thirty minutes as if it waited with bated breath to crown the victor of our first game.We had run laps around the area to throw off the two participants in tonight's game. If they were tracking my prints, they were going nowhere slowly. And, if they were tracking my scent, it would take them a while to realize I had planted my scent in almost every direction I could in thirty minutes with the help of Denver.He had found more pieces of clothing and scattered them around the forest, rubbing the fabric against trees to leave a lingering trail behind at my behest. We had even gotten the wolves running border patrol to spread my scent around which led to us covering more ground. They'd be out here all night and I'd be right behind them, tracking their progress without them knowing."Can you tell who it is?" I asked Lex as I purposely lowered my paw to avoid any sudden sounds."You avoided them so much that I can't even register the scent. They at least had your clothes, we're going in blind," Lex grumbled. She was still pissy about the whole mud situation that was now hard and had crusted onto our fur like a clay mold.I hid in the thicket, adrenaline electrifying my body, "Maybe we can get a better view from up in the trees," my suggestion was met with silent agreement.The shift which rippled through shook most of the drying mud off. I stood in my naked, human form caked in dirt and unfazed by the need to cover up. A pup learned at a young age that modesty wasn't a part of our life, not when clothes seldom survived longer than a few days because of wolves bursting out of them.Gripping the scaly bark of a nearby tree, I began scaling it. I was sure-footed, never missing a beat as I ascended toward a thick branch hidden by a canopy of leaves. My breaths condensed in the air, white clouds forming with every shallow exhale. It didn't take me long to perch myself in a position that gave me a satisfactory view of the ground far below me. With a blink, my eyes shifted from my usual dark brown to Lex's golden orbs which brought startling clarity.A howl reverbed from somewhere southeast of me and a victorious smirk found its way to my face. Along with masking my scent and throwing the two alphas off by spreading my scent all over the pack, Denver had helped to set a few traps for them. It sounded as if one of the Alphas had been snared in a net that was disguised under fallen leaves. He must have set the trigger off unbeknownst to what would happen and was now dangling in a net eight feet off the ground.The foliage below rustled and I sucked in a breath so, whoever it was, wouldn't even hear me breathe. A whiff of what I could only describe as freshly mowed grass and something spicy scratched my nasal passage, begging me to release my pent-up breath in exchange for the delicious flavor that demanded to caress my lungs. I had a feeling that I'd be able to taste the scent if I only allowed myself to drink it in.Why I hadn't registered such a tantalizing aromatic scent tainting the atmosphere before was beyond me. I chalked it up to being surrounded by too many people all the time. But then, I should have caught it when I showed them to their rooms last night. Maybe I purposefully ignored it because I'd want to investigate more of it if I had acknowledged it.The rustling paused and out trotted a white wolf a few inches larger than my own.No.Not just white.The wolf's thick fur was white with spirals and tendrils of black illustrated along the expanse of its body and legs.Holy shit!Miles wasn't tattooed. There were the markings of his wolf which he somehow retained in human form. That shouldn't have been possible and yet here he was. Maybe he had tattooed the designs on his flesh in the same pattern as the ones on his wolf but I somehow didn't believe that."Lex, what the fuck? You're usually able to explain these kinds of things," the panicked tenor of my voice through our Mind Link had her snapping her jaws at me in my head."I have no explanation. Why don't you ask him yourself?" A purr laced her otherwise gruff words"That would mean me exposing myself and him winning by default. No thank you," curiosity killed and I wasn't about to cut my nose off to spite my face, "at least we know it's Orion stuck in that trap. No one's going to help him until tomorrow morning." I fought to suppress my snigger."I did say Alpha Miles is the better tracker between the two," Lex huffed in that know-it-all-all tone most teens constantly wielded against their parents.My attention dropped to Miles who forced a shift until he stood at his full height of 6'2. Muscles rippled beneath pale flesh which flushed in the streaks of moonlight beaming through gaps in the canopy.A hoarse sound caught in his throat, forcing him to clear it before casually uttering, "I know you're here.""He's bluffing," I muttered to Lex."Don't think he is," came her sharp response."I can hear your heartbeat," his thick fingers sliced through his shaggy hair, "and one more thing Red wolf, fucking breath before you pass out from up there," his silver eyes—the eyes of his wolf, crashed into my figure with the heat and force of a fireball.Panic. The icy, unforgiving, venomous kind injected into my bloodstream. It froze my limbs in place while simultaneously sending my heart into something close to cardiac arrest. The breath I held whooshed out of semi-parted lips as my breathing went from non-existent to rapid and alarmed.How did he find me? It had barely been an hour and he found my exact location. He won. Miles won. My plan was tossed out the window with flippant ease."Get down from there before you pass out and I have to catch you," he ordered, his voice taking on an irritated note, "you've made your aversion to touching us quite clear. I don't wish to overstep that boundary."What? Was he seriously talking about overstepping boundaries when he won the first game and probably would win the rest which would force me to marry him?I clamored down, free-falling the last few meters until I landed skillfully on my feet. To Miles' credit, he kept his gaze on my face, never once allowing it to track heat across the rest of my body. With a blink, his irises returned to their usual green and mine to my usual brown."Don't expect me to congratulate you," I bit out with a snobbish rise of my chin.He cut me a curt nod, "Don't want you to. Don't expect you to. But it rather me than him."I arched my eyebrow in question but Miles didn't seem inclined to elaborate so, instead, I quizzed, "How did you find me in the first place?""You've had about four years to train. I've had eighteen," he supplied, facial muscles scrunching and growing taut as if this topic pained him."Eighteen?" Confusion weaved into my thoughts, scrambling them as I attempted to work out his age. If he was sixteen when his wolf emerged and eighteen years passed, "Wait, you're thirty-four? You don't look thirty-four."He offered me an upturn of his chin, gesturing for me to follow him in the direction of the pack house where my father and the rest of the spectators were surely waiting, "I'm not thirty-four."Following him on his flank with my guard up and my mind shields solid in place, I said, "Well that doesn't make sense.""My wolf emerged at the age of ten."I stumbled.A shriek emitted.Miles turned with his arms extended.And I caught myself by clutching a nearby boulder, avoiding being touched by a hair's breadth.Heat prickled up the side of my neck and, if it weren't for the crusty mud on my skin, I was certain my body would be a stunning hue of red."Are you okay?" For once, he wasn't irritated or bored. He sounded genuinely concerned and that rubbed me the wrong way.Huffing, I straightened and gathered my bearings, "Just fine," then I returned the heat to where it belonged as I made him the center of attention once more, "what do you mean ten? Your wolf shouldn't have emerged so early unless something..."A growl that had my soul levitating from my body extinguished any chance I had of completing my sentence, "Twenty-eight. That's how old I am. That's how old we are.""That's still far too old for me," I muttered begrudgingly. Could my father not find someone closer to my age?"Eight years isn't that big of a difference, Red wolf," he was now amused.Was he only a stoic bastard when his brother was around?"You'd be surprised exactly how much eight years is," my retort only had smile lines bracketing a scary grin, "you're creepy when you smile."What the fuck!Did I actually say that out loud?Someone needed to stuff a sock in my mouth so I wouldn't repeat any of the other stupid thoughts in my head.At my words, Miles' mouth pressed into a thin line, "I can't say that I'm used to smiling just because something is genuinely amusing.""Oh, your life sounds sad and miserable and if I end up with you my life is going to be sad and miserable..."Tears welled but I blinked in quick succession to prevent a spill. My life wasn't a bed of roses here but it was everything any wolf could have hoped for. I had a family and friends and purpose here. My life was filled with laughter and happy memories, even a few teary memories sprinkled in for good measure."I was hoping you'd change that," Miles informed, glancing at me over a muscle-corded shoulder.My fingers inched to trace the ridges and valleys of his body, stroke along the lines of every intricate tendril and swirl of ink."Pull yourself together before you do something wildly stupid," Lex shouted a warning growl that rattled my skull."Right, sorry," my half-assed apology didn't fool her.I probably sounded like the most indecisive individual on Earth right now. On one hand, I didn't want him to touch me, on the other, I needed to feel what his abdominal muscles felt like under my palm.Miles's confession rang in my ears like a sick taunt. How dare he expect me to change his life when he was basically putting an end to mine?I scowled at the spot between his shoulder blades where the ladder of his spine created three bumps, "I'm not going to help you feel better about yourself Alpha Miles Kessler.""Did you ever imagine what it would be like to be called Alpha Kara Sommers?"The abrupt change of topic gave me whiplash."No," that was a lie. I had envisioned myself as the Alpha of the Blood Wolves from the moment my parents found out that I would forever be the only heir. And, I worked my ass off to be deserving of the title only to be told I would never have it."I never wanted to be an Alpha, Red Wolf. All my life, I never trained for it, I never felt deserving of it. But here I am. Sometimes we all have to do things we don't want to when there's more than your life on the line."I wanted to pry. Too many questions sat at the tip of my tongue. However, if I pried that would mean I was getting to know him and I vowed that I wouldn't get to know either of these two men. Because getting to know them meant forming a relationship with them. It meant I could fall for them.I was starting to learn whatever I wanted was not what fate had in store for me, though.KARA"You've got to be shitting me!" I peered up at the scoreboard perched outside the pack house. Orion: 0Miles: 1"Kara," my father cut me a chastising glare which was more playful than anything else, "don't let your mother hear that."Alpha Killian Sommers might have been a scary, malicious man to the rest of the world but to me, he would always just be my dad. He was the one to tuck me into bed at night. The one to sing to me when the thunder roared too loudly or streaks of lightning lit up my room too brightly. He held me the first time I shifted for as long as my wolf would allow him and trained me as best as he could when he noted my exceptional tracking instincts. I had fond memories of my father so it made sense why this entire situation felt like one hard slap in the face. He had blindsided me and took advantage of the years of trust he built with me. "Of course not, she'd just blame you anyway," I quipped but my tone didn't hold the bite I wanted it to. An exasperated si
KARA"He hasn't left my side all day, save me," I begged, grumbling down the mind link between Denver and me. "I wish I could, Kara, but your father has made it a point to keep me extra busy," Denver's annoyance tugged at the link, causing it to grow taut. "He's really making it impossible for me to catch a break," there were about a thousand different things I could have been doing that didn't include Orion in them. Instead, I was stuck making small talk with the guy, "It's okay, I just have to put up with him until I get back.""You've got this, Kara," Denver said reassuringly before breaking the link. Too bad his reassurance didn't inflate my spirits and boost my confidence the way he hoped. During our border patrol, I learned that Orion's wolf, Diesel, had a pure white coat, unlike Miles who had white with black, smoky tendrils. The white of his wolf made it difficult for him to camouflage into the foliage, causing him to be an eye-sore. However, he resorted to muddying his coa
KARADenver had left the room before I woke up this morning. He had taken up residence on the floor while I slept soundlessly on his bed. Like the other wolves in this house, he had to use the communal showers. The only rooms with an ensuite were the main bedroom my parents slept in and my room. I grabbed the shower gel Orion had purchased before we could leave town yesterday and a shower bag with my towel slung over the top. He hadn't only purchased the shower gel, but also the set of leather gloves and the dress he desperately wanted to rip off of me. I protested but it was half-assed because I wanted to know if he was a man of his word. I wanted to know if he would make good on his promise. And I wanted to yeet myself out of a window for giving into such a temptation when I vowed to hate Orion and Miles. My body was a traitorous vessel that housed a mind with a weak resolve. I had this sinking feeling that, if Orion did do as he said, I wouldn't stop him and that scared the shit
KARAI listened. My hair was braided into a crown around my head and away from my face. Even as I braided my hair I could still feel Miles' thick fingers wrapped around it, tugging until a pang of pain blossomed on my scalp. I wanted so desperately to hate the feeling but the throb between my legs and the bottomed-out sensation still lingering in my stomach proved otherwise. What would it feel like if he coiled my hair into a fist while he completely obliterated me from behind? Would he talk dirty to me or would he simply enjoy the view as he fucked me?"No. No, that's a stupid thought," I muttered under my breath as I made a beeline for the basement. "Stop talking to yourself in public. You're making us look insane," Lex quipped. Sharing a mind with her was getting more and more frustrating. The gym in our pack house was built in the basement. It was a large, open space with half designated for machinery and the other for sparing mats. We held training sessions there every morni
ORION"This is stupid. Just claim her as ours and put an end to this ridiculousness," Diesel's guttural tenor rumbled off the walls of my skull. My leather-clad fist clenched as it connected with the jaw of a she-wolf I was up against while simultaneously dodging my feet from getting swept from under me by another wolf. We learned from a young age that a she-wolf could be just as dangerous as a male. On the battlefield, there was no room for you to take the moral high ground by refusing to fight a she-wolf. "We can talk about this when I'm not trying to avoid getting the shit beaten right out of me," I growled back, rearing my arm to elbow someone behind me. A burst of pain erupted from my stomach, knocking the air out of my lungs and sending a bout of delirium to my head. Shaking off the feeling before someone could land another blow, I grabbed a hand from the fray and initiated a maneuver that had the guy on his stomach with his arm painfully twisted behind his back. "Whose faul
MILES"This is going to hurt," I murmured but I couldn't stifle the grin which split my face in two. "Just get it done and over with," came my brother's muffled voice through the bag of frozen peas Kara had handed him for the swelling, "I have no idea how you've survived through a broken nose more than once. No wonder your nose looks crooked. I hope my nose doesn't look like that.""It just might, pretty boy," I chuckled, batting his hand away so he could remove the peas. Orion slid to the edge of my bed with a grunt of frustration, "Okay, on three?""Fuck that," I gripped his nose, ignoring his squeal with a roll of my eyes before setting it back in place with a sickening crunch, "there, just hold your head back and keep the peas on. You'll heal in no time. Just be grateful you're not human and don't have to sit with the pain for longer than a day.""Oh, how lucky I am," Orion sardonically quipped, falling back onto the mattress with a groan, "how many games do you think are left?"
KARAI paced the length of the cliffside as I waited for Miles and Orion to arrive. At every snap of a twig or crunch of a dry leaf, my heart leaped out of my chest at a violent speed. A buzz filled my body and restlessness infiltrated my mind. I couldn't sleep last night and my fraying nerves created a sturdy foundation to lay the bricks of anxiety. My doubts about my father were the cement that held those bricks in place. My father seemed genuinely excited about the games—too excited I noted on more than one occasion. However, if he had malicious intentions, why would he insist I get close and get to know the Alphas? Did he know I'd be headstrong and refuse it? Or worse, did he want me to get close to them so I could extract information and pass it on unknowingly? Wasn't that exactly what I had done when I disclosed the information of the first time Miles' wolf emerged?This was just one big conspiracy theory. What if I was overthinking this and making a massive mistake by trusting
KARA"They're going to catch your scent," Denver warned as we cautiously ambled down the hall, "so what's the point of me keeping guard?""They can figure out that I've been snooping through their things after I've done it. But if they find me while I'm snooping only the Goddess knows what they will do to me," I whispered over my shoulder even as my heart fluttered at the thought—what an unnatural response, "anyway, them sharing a room works in our favor. It will take me half the amount of time it would have if there were two rooms.""It's not you I'm worried about. I doubt they would do anything much to you considering you're the Alpha's daughter. It's me I'm worried about. They would kill me without a second thought," Denver murmured and a shiver shook his frame as if to emphasize his trepidation. "Denver," I crooned and playfully slapped a hand on his shoulder, "since when did you become such a scaredy cat?"He huffed as he shrugged off my hand, "I'm not scared but we both know tha
KARAI awoke to Miles' strong arms snaking around me this morning, head buried deep into the crook of my neck. After having a shower together—which was as platonic as a shower together could be since we weren't intimate in any way—Miles left to take care of pack work and I joined Saylor and Denver who brought me to the pack house. He didn't want me to reciprocate the gesture. All he wanted was to feel me against him, pleasure my body, and then take care of me. It sounded weird. I should have been the one to take care of him but there he was, dragging me under the warm spray, shampooing my hair, and washing my body with his shower products. When he was done, he ushered me out of the shower to change while he completed his shower routine. I now smelled like Alpha Miles Kessler and everyone knew it. Mating would combine our scents but simply being next to him and using his products meant a tinge of his scent lingered on me. Denver had the good sense not to pick on it and so did Saylor
KARAI was colossally fucked. Miles' rough palms kneaded my body as if I weren't made of toned muscle. I was putty in his bear-sized hands which left a trail of fire in their wake as they moved up and down my body. Flames licked down my spine, igniting a wild, raging fire between my legs. The wetness that collected between my folds permeated the air with the sweet scent of my arousal. He pried himself away, a growl of longing rumbling in his chest. I had never known a man to gaze upon me the way Miles did at this moment. My heart and stomach did a synchronized flutter and blood rushed to color my cheeks. I wasn't shy but, right now, all my confidence had evacuated my body and I wasn't sure what to do with myself. A cheeky smirk found its way to Miles' rugged face, "I want you, Red Wolf. I want you for who you are. I don't care if you feel like you're inexperienced. I've watched the way you've fought off multiple people. I've watched you take care of your pack with nothing but affe
KARAI held onto his hand, making sure he could feel the sparks and the comfort my touch offered all the while wanting to crawl onto his lap so I could crush him in my embrace.So much damage. So much pain and agony. So much hatred.Miles' emotions were a potent blend that tugged onto the bond between us. I felt a ghost of their touch but it was enough for me to wince as the icy sensation froze the blood in my veins. As Miles seethed the words, I couldn't help but ponder what he meant by torture. I was beginning to understand that whatever punishment Miles had doled out, his father and beta most likely deserved. This conversation was offering me the clarity every other conversation evaded. I licked my lips and pulled my seat closer to Miles, giving him space but showing him that I didn't plan on going anywhere. He couldn't scare me away. I planned to glue my ass in this seat and listen to every word roll off his tongue no matter how much they sliced through me like blades. "You don
MILES Something was wrong. I felt it in the same way one would feel the change in tide. We agreed to sit down and discuss the possibility of a trade route cutting through our pack with Percy. Kara joined in on the meetings these last few days, quiet and observant. She only spoke when spoken to. I knew she wasn't avoiding Orion or me but she also didn't seem very interested in engaging in a conversation.However, when it came to engaging with the pack, she took to them like a cat to yarn. She spent most of the day assisting in the pack house or running errands with me in town. The she-wolves loved having her around during meal prep but Kara never stayed for dinner. I usually brought her home before then so we could have dinner together with Denver as our constant third-wheel.After dinner, she would promptly tuck herself away in her bedroom, leaving me and Denver alone in what used to be awkward silence. During that time, I made it my duty to get to know the man—not because Kara was
ORIONEven if I wanted to, I physically couldn't stop myself from deepening the kiss. Not when Kara made a noise so sensuous, that all I wanted to do was hear it again. I angled her head and glided my tongue against hers with a slow stroke before curling it and licking the roof of her mouth. Another moan fluttered out of her with feather-light wings. I was falling.The mere connection of my lips to hers was enough to weaken my grip on my sanity, forcing me to plummet head-first into the unknown. I wanted to feel every inch of her silken skin, run my palms over every curve as I caressed the swells of her breast. They roamed her body, committing every line, bump, and ridge to memory. I was a cartographer and her body was a map that could lead me to the finest treasures. Peppering kisses along the corner of her sweet-tasting mouth, I nipped and sucked at the skin along her jaw until I left a trail of bruises down the corner of her neck. They would fade in a few hours, however—as I acce
KARAJealousy and testosterone lingered in the air like a bad smell. The Kessler brothers assumed the worst about this meeting and I was happy they were proven wrong. I was all the more elated when I realized that Percy Vaughn was the new alpha of the Blue Waters pack. It meant I could let my guard down, even if it was minimally, to enjoy the company of an old friend. Denver and I were always the closest in the Blood Wolves, but I had a good relationship with Percy as well. Being a few years older than me, he managed to climb the ranks quickly. He was on his way to becoming head warrior of the pack when he sent word one day that he would not be returning. It was sad to see him go. On my first shift, it was Percy who stood by me and coached me through the experience. It was Percy who stood by Denver and coached him as well. He took it upon himself to train us—especially when my father wasn't pushing me to my limit. I looked forward to my sparring sessions with Percy. He didn't necess
ORION"This past week has been interesting," Jess purred. I leaned back in my chair with a measured inhale. It felt good to be back at home and amongst my pack. Not just good, I felt stronger and calmer, less on edge about being in a strange environment where someone could attack you at any moment. My gaze gravitated to the window as the morning sun peaked out of the thick cloud cover. The paperwork scattered on my desk was meant to be filed two weeks ago and I still hadn't found the time to get around to it. I didn't mind the leadership aspect of being an Alpha. Taking care of my pack came naturally to me. It was the logistics that tripped me up. Running a pack was a lot like running a business. One wrong move and everything would crash and burn. "That's an understatement," I muttered. Jess leaned forward, bracing her tattooed arms on the table between us. Her cropped hair was styled back and the crisp suit she wore made her look like one scary motherfucker. One look at her and t
KARAHoly shit, Miles kissed me! Holy shit, I let him kiss me!Holy shit, I kissed him back!Holy shit, I liked it!Those four statements ran laps in my mind even after Miles fled the kitchen to get dressed. Saylor stood awkwardly at the threshold, wringing her fingers as her acute gaze assessed my every movement. I slid down the island and smoothed out my ruffled t-shirt. Then, I redid and tightened my ponytail which Miles had shifted in his lust-driven haze. Saylor was a petite little thing clad in a black turtle neck, blue jeans, and knee-length boots. Her sun-kissed hair cascaded over her shoulders in subtle waves and blue eyes as clear as the ocean served as her most attractive quality. If I didn't know better, a pang of jealousy would have speared my gut. I trusted Miles enough to know that there was no "sweet home Alabama" bullshit taking place here. "It's nice to officially meet you, Kara," her voice was sweeter than honey with a smile to match. She must have made an exc
KARAThis bed must have been filled with clouds. It was the only explanation I could conjure for why I had the most peaceful sleep in this last week. Maybe my exhaustion contributed to it but Miles' scent of freshly mowed grass with a hint of spice certainly played no part in why I had the best sleep of my life. His scent permeated the room, from the bed sheets to the clothes that hung in the closet. They were a lot smaller than the clothes he wore now. I quickly deduced that I was staying in what must have been his childhood bedroom. There weren't many remnants left behind to signify it though. The room itself was plain. Gray walls and white cupboards. White curtains with silver embellishments hung over the windows. A desk sat opposite the bed, a cushioned chair tucked into it. Otherwise, there was nothing in the room to signify it was Miles' childhood bedroom—bar the few clothes in the closet. If he had me in his room, then he had to have put Denver in Orion's, and Miles was now s