All Chapters of Wolf's Den Bar and Grill: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Becky walked through the first floor hallway of her parent’s townhouse looking for them. She could feel the pounding of her heart and how winded she was. Becky knew Ivan wasn’t far behind her. She’d barely escaped the house they shared since they married. He’d kept her in it, making it impossible for her to leave the house for any reason. He’d taken her phone and the ability to use the internet with him every time he left the house. If she left the house and he found out about it, she’d end up crying in the bathroom with the first aid kit for solace. Now she searched the rooms of the townhouse Ivan bought for her parents as a thank you for the business as a wedding present. Her father retired not long after that and Ivan didn’t have a use for her anymore since he got what he wanted. Becky wasn’t sure the world even knew she existed since their wedding was that low key. He’s been seen at social events with his assistant on his arm, not her. Ivan brought no one home wi

Robert Northgate, Alpha of the Shadow Mists Pack, the largest pack in the state. He owned The Wolf’s Den Bar and Grill. He disliked being the town’s top bachelor. His reputation in the region often had him described by his good looks, protective nature, and his temper. Most of the town only thought his family was tight knit like many others in the region. But wolves stayed to themselves in packs naturally. Robert was putting the finishing touches on prepping the bar for tonight. All he needed to do now was accept the liqueur shipment. It was late, but that was expected. Sam warned him this would happen. The shop where he purchased his alcohol from changed Sam’s route.He’d spent most of his twenty-eight years of his life right here in Lilac Grove. He’d watched the women change toward him over those years. Ever since he got his first tattoo at seventeen and grew his beard, the women of Lilac Grove either hated or loved him in equal parts. It annoyed him sometimes, whe

Becky heard and felt the two fenders kiss each other and she prayed the damage wasn’t more than a scratch. But nothing would get her to stop now. She needed to get out of there. His presence was just too much right now, and she needed to feel safe. Sure, he’d helped her out, but he’d also been angry with her and that triggered things deep down in her. She cursed her instinct to placate him until she got away. Which is what she was doing. Running and hating the coward that she was. Nothing made sense. Why did he call her his mate? They weren’t friends. They’d never met. Oh, Becky liked what she saw. Liked it a lot. Who wouldn’t? He looked like he’d walked out of a charity calendar. No, she was done chasing men. Her choices were always bad. Ivan was a fine example of that. Sure her parents encouraged her to marry him. She’d not known it was for their financial benefit. Though Becky allowed it to happen ultimately. This humiliating incident bothered her all mor

“Well, he’s healthy if we go by his weight. Geez, I knew hunting was good in the area, but this guy must be very successful.” Jane Ann complained as they set the large crate in the corner of Becky’s old kitchen. It was clean because she used it so little, but its décor was showing its age. Butter cup yellow was showing as a pale mustard among the creamy colour that Becky was sure once was white. The floor tiles needed to be replaced along with the countertop, with it’s sizeable chunk taken out of its corner. “Okay, let me put a clean tarp down and then we can clean him up and bandage him. I don’t think he’s got any broken bones, but we can give him a few x-rays to be sure in the morning.” Becky brought in a clean tarp and other things she’d need to give this wolf the medical attention she could best provide from here. It’d keep him alive, at least. Once she was prepared. “You ready to help me get him out of there?” “Yeah, once you’re done fixing him

Becky woke up to her alarm, but she stayed in bed, remembering her nightmare and how it changed last night. She remembered seeing the wolf they’d found coming into her bedroom. Then she remembered him comforting her as she slept. Becky swore she could feel his fur under her hand last night. That’s when she opened her eyes in horror and stared at the ceiling, afraid to move. She could feel fur still with that hand. Her heart pounded, and she feared moving and startling the wild animal in her bed. What did she do in this case? How did it get out of its cage in the kitchen? Becky was sure she secured the cage lock before seeing Jane Ann off home. Jane Ann hadn’t called her to tell her she was okay, either. Now she had to get up and find out what was going on. But what did she do about the wolf? Becky calmed down a little more and then looked at the wolf beside her for the first time. What she found wasn’t a wolf at all. It was the bar owner. R