William let out a heavy sigh as he walked into the mansion. Another day of intense negotiations with other packs and another damned couple of hours of his precious spent fielding arguments from left, right and center in the pack’s council. Many were scared the times of chaos would return but William wasn’t an Alpha who believed running around like a chicken with its head cut off would be very conducive to strategic warfare with the Hunters.Now was he of the camp that advocated for simply burying their heads in the sand.Ordering the maid to get him the whiskey in his liquor cabinet, he rubbed his eyes with a soft growl.He hadn’t even gotten to call Anna since he left her house a couple of days ago due to how busy he had been.Protecting her and his kids were also something he had to keep in mind, while avoiding suspicion that anything was going on between them to Lily and her godfather, Alpha Drake Finnegan.What a fucking nightmare.He had barely taken a sip of the whiskey when his

It was a hard thing for the redhead to believe. The idea that Gillian, the lovely young woman that had been so nice to her, had been nothing more than a spy?And she was dead.Anna didn’t know what to think. She felt like her world was crumbling all around her, slowly. The realizations that she had were quickly slotting into place and she didn’t enjoy the feeling the picture forming in her mind gave her.This had all been a trap.The job offer she had been desperate for, working at Erikson Enterprises. It had all been a way to keep her in sight.That only meant one thing.Not only that Aiden was a Hunter, but Gillian had been one too.She was speechless all this while and in the silence, Aiden watched her. He kind of pitied her actually. Even though she had knowingly involved herself with werewolves, she was still someone who must have felt like her growing friendship with Gillian was organic.Well, it wasn’t his business anyway.He had a job to do.“Now that you finally have an idea

It should have made sense to Anna from the beginning, but it also didn’t.Seeing Damon Erikson’s face, as he prowled toward her on soundless, stealthy footsteps, was nothing short of intimidating. He wasn’t wearing his glasses now, and he was dressed in a hoodie and jeans, looking too entirely casual for this encounter, and totally different from the designer three pieces suit he tended to wear in the office.His golden eyes shone brightly even in the dark.The dark haired man stopped right in front of Anna, and then crouched down, meeting her wavering gaze.It was hard to look away; Damon’s expression was unreadable.Then, as though it were a fever dream, she heard a soft drawling voice. “You know, I’ve always liked redheads. Quite rare, especially with eyes like yours.”His fingernails, which Anna thought were always rather sharp even when she observed them in the office, trailed over her chin and lightly scratched at her cheek as he tucked strands of her hair out of her face.Her b

The two men immediately fell silent. William and Ethan waited, listening for any more sounds. They had no doubts that the Hunters were outside, probably knowing that someone was back in the apartment.It only took a split second, and the door opened, and suddenly a dagger flew in from the dark outdoors. It was aimed directly at Ethan, who dodged neatly.In the next moment, three Hunters rushed in, and began to attack.William growled threateningly at them as they advanced.Finally, he thought, and his claws extended, and canines elongated as they charged at him and his brother.The Hunters were certainly well trained, and William and Ethan spent more time dodging their blows one after the other. The daggers the Hunters held glinted under the light.Ethan took on one of the Hunters while William faced the other two, parrying their blows and aiming some of his own at them.Adrenaline rushed through their veins. A predatory smile was on Ethan’s face as he disarmed the Hunter he faced. Th

An object clattered to the ground and instantly, smoke filled the area as the smoke bomb erupted. Sounds of footsteps filled the air as William and Ethan ducked immediately.The gas was thick enough to obscure werewolf senses (particularly vision), and William knew this had to be another of their specially formulated weapons.He quickly covered his nose, lest the gas be poisonous, but after a few seconds, he became more alarmed as he heard his brother’s pained growl.“Ethan?” William called for his younger brother. He could smell blood. What might have happened?However, before he could do anything more, he heard the tell-tale sounds of clothes ripping and muscles growing and reshaping.The smoke was slowly dissipating after only a couple of minutes and William’s claws elongated as soon as he saw the various weapons aimed at he and his brother - who had shifted into his wolf form. A bloodied arrow lay on the ground, a sign of the attempt to attack Ethan.The Alpha idly noticed that th