“Okay, okay.” Devon mutters, holding his hands up and sitting in the empty seat. “Here’s the deal. You tell us everything you know about Trey and his little gang. You tell me and Neah everything about being a Lycan and if you comply, I might just let you live.” “Now that seems a little unfair. Yo
Neah “Stop!” Alpha Dane snaps. His crimson eyes are on me even though he is looking at Devon. “Don’t you want justice?” Devon asks me. “For everything that they did to you?” “That’s enough.” Alpha Dane’s eyes shift to him. “Not another word. Neah has made herself clear.” “I’m just saying……The pa
“You read my mind?” I ask quietly. It was still a weird thing to get used to. “I like to pay attention.” He leans in to kiss me when the door is almost taken off of its hinges. “What the fuck, Raven?!” Alpha Dane growls Raven was red in the face. Strands of her dark hair had fallen loose. “We hav
Dane “Well that didn’t take long! Something tells me that your little sister was lying about you hunting. Tut tut, I’m a little disappointed in her.” Veronica studies me with her grey eyes. She runs her hands through her long blonde hair, pulling it back from her neck. Showing me that she still was
“I agree.” She smiles at me. “Oh, you regret marking her?” “No, I regret letting you live.” I turn around, walking away. “Keep your distance, Veronica.” “You can’t just walk away, Dane!” She moans, running alongside me. “I can do what I want, Veronica.” “Why are you being like this? You used to
“Oh you know how I love to wind your sister up. Nothing ever changes with her. I bet it drives Salem nuts.” She didn’t know, she wasn’t around to learn that Raven and Salem were no longer a thing “She’s happy.” I lie Veronica doesn’t respond. She’s staring up at the house. As I look over my shoul
Neah “Y…you said you killed them.” It wasn’t my place to ask questions. But he had clearly kept her alive and if she was here to kill me, I wanted to know why she was the only one to survive. “I did.” “But not her?” I frown, confused. He was deliberately dragging it out. “There was never a reas
I still had more questions, but I think this was his way of saying the conversation was over. I almost hope that he is reading my mind so he knows how frustrated I am. His eyes flicker to me, but he doesn’t speak as we walk through the house and out the back door. He leads me across the grounds, no