Just as Alpha Romanov finished speaking, half a dozen Beta's surged through the door, including Ivan. He wasn't in Brams squad which included the odious Klaus, but Alpha had added him to the council just before I arrived in Silver City. He was focused and serious, not a trace of the jokey older brother as he met my eyes and nodded politely.    "Bram is not here but we shall start anyway. Five Lakes are planning war. The brothers Caleb and Jack are on their way now for the ceremony which takes place in two days. They arrive late tomorrow. They believe we are weak and underprepared, and I have to confess they are probably correct. I need ideas, strategy, information. Now".   T

Caleb toyed with his glass of whisky and stared into the roaring fire of the drawing room; this was pointless wasting time on Bram and Romanov with small talk about the local area and their journey over. He knew Alle wanted him to focus on the necessities, to gauge whether White Forest knew of their intentions and network with the other Alpha’s, but he was hopelessly fixated.  Through the darkened privacy window of the jeep he had seen her emerge through the arched stone entrance. That brown hair bounced and moved through the wind, her figure was as lithe and desirable as he remembered causing a growl to emerge from deep within. She was clearly enjoying her Luna status, entertaining the Alpha Romanov with her wit as they all arrived like a merry family through the arch.  He noticed Bram gripping her hand tightly and his he

The morning sun had begun rising when I awoke with a start. Bram had followed me to bed much later in the evening, silently getting in without a word, his huge muscular back facing all I could see. The anger I felt towards everyone after the dinner was still ripely seething. Getting up silently, wrapping a long robe around my tank top and shorts I padded down the corridor in search of solitude.   I headed back to the drawing room where I had finally felt Alexander's presence. I don't know what I hoped for but re-entering the room and sitting on one of the large leather couches I only felt the cold of dawn. That stunning wave of emotion that had washed over me when I stepped into the room had vanished. Adoration, attraction, and a tingling, head to toe wave of sensuality had raced up and down my body causing to stop in my tracks last night. He must have been so close last night so why was he n

Waiting for the happy couple’s entrance into the ballroom Alexander felt sick to his stomach. Dressed in black with his cloak swirled around his huge shoulders he was a darkly, brooding figure in the shadows. His black hair tumbled messily down the side of his face, rumpled from a night of poor, tossing sleep. Hydra had convinced him it was worth showing up today but looking across the ballroom of happy faces and celebration he felt like a naïve fool. His feeble offering of love couldn’t possibly compete with the prestige of being a Luna over a pack of this size.   Hydra continued to dismiss his negative thoughts and tried to remain focused on Caleb and Jack, they circled the room like sharks, seemingly appraising the value of the castle like potential new owners. However his heart was trained on the wooden door, waiting desperately for a view of her once more, any sound and his eyes were div

The heat of the ballroom was almost overwhelming upon reentering. As the omega’s ran alongside me with buckets of water and hoses to finally start dousing the flames I looked around for Alexander. My heart raced at the idea he was wounded or even killed, and I ran through the smoky, crumbling room trying to spot him. Suddenly the raging smoke changed to a damp and heavy air as droplets misted across the room as the hoses came into effect. Across the room I saw a black figure under a rafter and ran as fast as I could to the far end of the ballroom, piercing my feet on various broken bits of wood and decoration. I saw to my surprise that I had run straight to a black cloak that had been placed over the body of Bram. I stood, stunned, and disappointed and ran my hands through my hair, the mist making my curls fall limp and dress cling to me with damp. My face was streaked with smoky ash an