LOGINHannah had spent the last ten years in an orphanage, after her entire pack had been murdered. Close to aging out, she was worried what the future may hold. A wolf without a pack was considered a rogue. An alpha wolf without a pack, was considered a major threat. After a strange encounter with another wolf, her life was about to be upended once again. She didn't know much about being a wolf, but she knew another Alpha when she met them and her wolf knew their mate. Could this be her chance to learn about pack life, or will this new connection uncover an old danger she didn't know existed?
View MoreHeat ripped through my body as the car raced down the highway. I had kicked my heels and turned the ac on full blast in an attempt to soothe the fire coursing through my body. It hadn’t worked. I was panting, fighting against the urge to strip m dress in the confined space of the car. Tristan, for his part, looked as distressed as one who wasn’t experiencing it could. His nostrils flared and his knuckles were white from gripping the steering wheel. Somehow, he had managed to cut the hour drive in half. Jax jumped out of the backseat before the car had even stopped. By the time Tristan had put it in park, Jax had raced to my door and scooped me up in his arms, holding me against his chest. Cam stood behind him, a worried expression painting her face. I gritted my teeth
I was reading Hannah’s text as the last of the guests left the party. She had texted saying she was suddenly feeling sick and was going home, I suspected it had more to do with Tristan than her actually being sick. I made nice with the guy for her sake, but I still didn’t trust him. Taylor had stayed behind to help with clean up and I caught sight of his firm ass, wrapped like a Christmas gift in his pants as he bent over to pick up trash from the ground. I turned away quickly to conceal my blushing face. “What are you thinking about?” Taylor breathed into my ear as he wrappe
Taylor had made excuses and whisked me back to the pack house as soon as I had stepped out of the bathroom. He had been silent for the duration of the drive, but I could tell whoever had been at Toby’s door had unnerved him. It took all of my self-control to keep from badgering him into giving me answers. When we finally pulled up to the pack house an hour later, I was surprised to see Tristan pacing out front anxiously. I had barely closed to car door before he had me in his arms, his nose pressed into my shoulder. I could tell he was trying to breath in my scent, most likely in the hopes of calming himself, but my scent was still hidden by the liquid I had drank earlier in the day. He stepped back and frowned at me before leading me into the house and taking me to his off
Tristan, much to my surprise, had agreed to let me keep my plans with Toby, on the condition that one of the pack warriors escorted me. Judencia, for her part, had enough forethought to bring multiple vials of the nasty liquid meant to mask our scents. Taylor, the pack warrior Tristan assigned to escort me, and I had quickly downed them and pocketed the extras in case we needed them. We weren’t clear on how long they would last, but since both of us were wolves, we would be able to scent the moment we needed to take another round. I couldn’t contain my excitement as Taylor pulled into the parking lot of Toby’s apartment complex. I had decide





