(James POV) Have you ever watched an explosion occur in slow-motion? It can be quite interesting. Contrary to popular belief, most explosions do not occur at one time or in a single blast. Rather, most explosions are a series of smaller blasts that trigger other smaller blasts that in turn trigg
So what was he trying to tell me? Memories of Lily’s badly beaten and injured body flashed through my mind. Margie told us that Lily fell down the stairs. Given how badly injured she was, I would have expected Margie to get medical treatment for Lily. And that medical treatment would have been s
(Lily POV) I am currently in the pack kitchen making cookies. Or, rather, trying to make cookies. It seems that I have run into a bit of a problem thanks to my “helper.” I should have known that accepting his help was going to be a bad idea. “Seriously, Brady?” I say, with my jaw practically o
We immediately stop laughing. “Dr. Hyder.” “Dad.” Dr. Hyder gives us serious looks. “I did not know you were coming back to the pack today, Dad. I thought you were planning to stay in Red River with Mom for the next several weeks.” Dr. Hyder ignores Brady’s comment. “Is this how you run our
(Lily POV) “I got another call phone call from James Anderson.” Oh. Wow. That was not what I was expecting this meeting to be about. Of all the possibilities that I considered, I never thought that that would be it. I thought maybe Dr. Hyder would want to talk about my schooling; my future in
Speaking of Rose, I was very lucky that I did not lose my wolf the way that most others do after a rejection. She has never stopped talking to me, and she will still shift from time to time. However, she has definitely been much more quiet and reserved than her normal chatter-box self. Also, when
(Lily POV) James wants to see me? After everything that has happened? No, absolutely not. No way. Apparently, Brady is thinking the same thing I am. Before I can say anything beyond “no,” he speaks up again. “Dad, how could you even suggest that Lily meet with that a&&hole after everything th
I still feel unsure, but I can tell neither of them want me here anymore. I reluctantly head upstairs to my room. **** (Alpha Brady POV) “What the hell was that?” I yell at my father. “Watch your tone, Boy,” my father responds coldly. “Watch my tone? Watch YOUR tone. I am the alpha of this