SHANE KINCAIDBlood everywhere.Red painted like ink on my skin.My wolf is thrilled. I can hear him hum in delight.I stand proud and tall in the dawn watching my betas clean up the mess…my mess.“Everything’s taken care of, Alpha”I gaze at the kid. Jack if I can remember his name correctly. One of my new betas in the Moon shadow pack who looks up to the Kincaid brothers like they are heroes.What I did here today wasn’t heroism.“Go home, kid”“Of course, Alpha”Jack joins the pack and I watch as they leave in my company SUV vehicles.The air is cloying, choking even and in the midst of it all I should feel something other than the fire licking my skin and the anger mounting up inside me.I should feel remorse for ending so many lives today but I don’t.X had it coming.His betas had it coming.I pinch the cigarette between my lips throwing it somewhere on the ground. The feminine scent that hugs my back is almost as familiar as the nightmares my father left behind.I can hear her

RIVER BROWNShane Kincaid was right. Curse him.I read books to Neo in the afternoon and stayed away from the ‘Grumpy pants’ downstairs.I also sat for hours in the huge library looking at the schools for werewolves in New hawk and they looked like a dream.I saw girls laughing with each other while carrying books and training for archery classes and I felt giddy over the prospects of going to school.Of having friends. Of starting over.Today I dared to dream. Goddess might have cursed me with three men and a life away from home but I could get my wolf if I went to school.For more than two hours, I stayed waiting for Connor Kincaid.Two hours later, Connor Kincaid is in front of me but everything feels wrong.“River”, Connor utters my name as he draws near to me.I’m seated at the couch but my feet tell me to stand up no matter how choking the air feels like.He takes another lengthy step into the living room and I raise my palm in mid-air stopping him.Our eyes collide, my heart wa

RIVER BROWNSchool has been different.School is filled with people my age, people like Malia’s age all under one roof learning new things.We are all seated at the cafeteria, a place of eating anything you want as I’ve come to learn.Brit sits besides me, throwing a French fry in her mouth. Next to her is Ria, the honey-blonde beta from the Greyhound pack, who’s become more of a friend than anyone else in this table.To my right is Jacob Castaneda, an omega with the most intense golden eyes I have ever seen and next to Jacob or Jake is his friends, the ones who are laughing at some weird joke.Apart from our table, there are others like us inside the cafeteria.There’s a kid with metal in his teeth who has his claws out in the middle of the day and I can’t help but stare.“It’s easier than it looks”, Jake whispers in my ears. I frown.“I’d kill to have claws” or a wolf. Everyone in this table knows that I don’t have my wolf and somehow, they are okay with it and maybe that’s why I ha

SHANE KINCAIDValhalla was my dad’s legacy. We changed it to be less of a brothel to more of an enterprise within five years.Alphas got whatever women they wanted as long as the auction was consensual from both parties and we got to keep a tight rein on every pack’s secrets.Today?Valhalla has been turned to the same shit my father started.It took nearly all my willpower not to exterminate each and every alpha in the auction house for gazing at River but rest assured, every crooked man working in my fucking club will be dead tomorrow.Ria Lopez was auctioned to Kane Grey of the Greyhound pack. I called him as soon as I had intel that his mate was in Valhalla too or in this case Club Deluxe, the one upstairs that acts as a cover for what’s downstairs.Another headache called Britney O’Shea was auctioned to one of my omegas, Jamie, the same guy she fancies. I might have wanted the brat dead and banished but River wouldn’t like it if I did that.Apparently upsetting River leads to si

RIVER BROWNI’ve been sitting in my room for hours looking at a book about shapeshifters and not really reading anything.I saw Neo leave a few hours ago and it’s safe to say he was pissed off.The only one left in the house is Shane who is locked tight in his office and oh yeah, I checked.I also looked for Connor but either he was ignoring me knocking on his door or he isn’t home.I really want to talk to Connor. Start by saying I apologize for every mean thing I said because I was truly sorry.He might have killed his mother but so what? That was his deal not mine.And as bitter as it was agreeing to Brit, I didn’t know the full story. I shouldn’t have pointed any judgmental fingers either.The problem is the only way to talk to Connor or to know where Connor is; is by talking to Shane.The same man who left purple marks on my boobs.Frustrated, I walk out of my room again and straight to the door that leads to Shane’s office.I knock. He ignores.I knock again. Silence greets me.