“But are they the right ones?”He raises an eyebrow at me, waiting for me to continue.“I knew that they had to die. They were a troublemaker from day one and they did something unheard of.” I was trying to keep the details vague. Maybe Dane wouldn’t want anyone to know his sister is dead. "I have o
Hey everyone, so you are probably expecting an update. There is unlikely to be one today as my little red car decided to break down on me and I am currently waiting to be rescued. The joys of old cars.If I'm back before the cut off, I will try and get it out for you.Take careTaylor West
AbraxasThe funeral was not something that I wanted to attend. Death is inevitable. If you want to say goodbye, beside the coffin is not the place to do that. Funerals are not personal. They are a gimmick for those that believe the person is going to a better place.Neah clings to Dane. His hand fir
She stares at me with complete confusion. They all did when I mentioned higher powers. Like it had never crossed their mind that there might be more than a Moon Goddess that rules the population.“Think about it, Madison. Rogue Lycans are there to keep the human population under control. I’m a Wolf
Blair“He won’t find you here. I’m not sure why you won’t believe me. I’ve been here five years and he hasn’t even come close.”“How would you even know?” I frown as I scan the open fields and Sammie continues to collect eggs from her chickens. Unphased as I keep my guard up. I had been here nearly
“My half sister's name is Neah Kitson. She is the female Lycan Alpha.” I mumble, staring into the orange flames.“What?”“It’s true. We share the same father. In fact, if you looked at us, you would think we were twins. We are not, we have different mothers.”“Why have you waited until now to tell m
MalloryI got shot. I got fucking shot. The bastard shot me in the stomach.My head is fuzzy, yet being shot is the only thing that is clear.“She’s waking up.” I hear Eric and I hear the relief in his tone.Warm fingers lock around my wrist and another set presses against my neck. “Pulse is strong.
“He’s also started carrying a gun.” Eric tells me.“What?” I was certain I had misheard him.“You don’t need to worry about what is going on out there. The rest of us have it handled. I just need you to rest.” Eric stares at me, waiting for me to agree.“I need to speak to him.”“Mal, you need to re