CHAPTER TWENTY ONETime to Think***KenzyI'll call you in a few days. I need time to think."Please don't take too long. I understand you're freaked out, but Derek is going berserk about this. I'll try to hold him off for as long as I can." He sentDylan's words do nothing to reassure me. Hold him off? What, exactly, is Derek going to do to me? Surely, Dylan wouldn't let anyone hurt me?How much power does he have over Derek?From what I've seen so far, Derek does what he wants, and Dylan is expected to follow orders.I spend the morning alternating between pacing and lying in bed, worries swirling in my mind.Will the police find the body? What will Derek do me? What do I want to do about Dylan?He's... he's a werewolf. I saw it with my own eyes.Werewolves aren't supposed to exist. They do. How does this change things between us?In desperation, I resort to Google. Unsurprisingly, Google doesn't have anything to offer that suggests that werewolves are anything more than fiction.I

CHAPTER TWENTY THREEBetter Off Not KnowingIn the time I hesitate, Dylan has changed the subject.So now you know what I am. Do you... do you still want to go ahead with the fake marriage? I must warn you, living together is more dangerous than us remaining friends since we'll be in close contact more often."For a split second, I wonder if I should press the issue of why he came back, but I decided that I'm better off not knowing.I'm done with digging up Roger's secrets.They hurt too much. I don't know if I can withstand another bombshell like this one.I trust you." That much I know for sure.Dylan doesn't seem as sure. "I don't know if you should."You've managed to control yourself so far.You've never hurt me. If it wasn't for you, I would have been hurt really badly."Dylan nods, but he doesn't look like he believes me.I lean back, thinking, that the silence is no longer awkward. If I'm going to do this, I want to be all in. I want to see Dylan, to know all of him. He's carr

CHAPTER TWENTY FIVEInevitableTell me more about werewolves. I've tried to do my own research, but it's impossible to separate fact from fiction."It's been two days since I met Dylan's pack, and I still feel like I have a lifetime's worth of information to learn.Dylan hands me a plate with a still steaming omelet."Well, we spend a lot of our time together, pack bonding. That's why we all live in the same building. We go to the same game reserve I showed you yesterday to run together in our wolf forms."And the full moon?"I'm currently the only one in the pack who can't control myself, so there are plenty of other wolves to watch over me. I'm still chained up, though, just to be safe.""What about your work? I assume that's a front, right?"Correct. Werewolf packs go back generations. Most have accumulated a lot of money over the years. Our senses make it easy to tell when someone is lying - or to tell when they're feeling any strong emotion."That makes us pretty good at earning

CHAPTER TWENTY SEVENThe Honeymoon"I will, Dylan, I swear... but not now. Let's just - let's just be happy for now. We just got married. I know it's not a normal marriage, but we can still enjoy this. I bet the honeymoon is going to be awesome."His face softens. "It is. This way."I expect to stand in lines and go through multiple gateways, but instead, Dylan leads me down a couple of side passages to a private hangar.A private hangar with a private jet.Dylan... what are we doing here?"We're flying.You own a private jet?"The pack owns a private jet."I knew the pack was rich, but I didn't know they were this rich.Wow."If you're impressed by this, wait until you see the pack's island."The pack has a private island?"Dylan just grins."Where is it?"You don't really think I'm going to fall for that, do you? You'll find out when we get there"It was worth a try."When we get onto the plane, there are chairs, but there's also a huge bed right in the middle.Is that usual for a p

CHAPTER TWENTY NINEReturnKenzy"Don't struggle. I'm not going to hurt you."The voice shocks me so much that I indeed stop struggling.That's Raymond's voice.He cautiously removes his hand from over my mouth.I spin around and slap him across the face.What the hell, Raymond! Dylan is going to murder you for this - that's if the police don't get here first."I'm already reaching for my phone, but it doesn't seem to be where I left it. I fumble with the lamp switch. Light floods the room, but my phone is nowhere in sight. Dylan must have hidden it somewhere.Raymond is rubbing his cheek, but he makes no further aggressive move against me. "Just calm down, Kenzy, or I'll have to restrain you again. We need to talk.""Like hell we do! Luke! Dylan!""He's too far away to hear you," Raymond snaps.He doesn't know that Luke has a werewolf hearing. I have half a mind to let Dylan kill him when he comes back.I know what he is, Kenzy."That shuts me up.There's no way Raymond can really kn