Ch. 7: I smelled smoke

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• Taming the Hellbeast   Ch. 13: This is the real deal

  “Where are you going?” Roma was yelling at her when she tried to leave the dance floor.“There’s this guy,” Santine said truthfully. “He offered me a drink it looked like.” No way she was going to tell Roma of all people she had met her mate. Not yet. It was not even certain he would want her when he found out who she was. He was a wolf, but she got nothing from him other than a strange aura of control and dominance but not as she normally would from other Alphas. Nothing said he would be ok with h

• Taming the Hellbeast   Ch. 12: Alcohol may not be the answer, but it's worth a shot

  The club Roma had chosen was big and loud, but they all seemed to have fun. Roma had invited 8 of her school friends, some from the pack some ordinary humans. Santine and a few of the pack guardians along with Morgana and Rosemary were with them just in case. But they kept aside to leave the youngsters to have fun. They were not that out of touch with being young, no matter what Roma thought, they all wished for Roma to have a great evening of fun, and still be protected.“Are you enjoying yourself? Ace, her Gamma and the oldest of the gua

• Taming the Hellbeast   Ch. 11: Do I need to fetch me a pumpkin and catch a few mice too?

  “Are you going to wear that?” Roma had come into Santine’s bedroom and was critically assessing the blue dress Santine had chosen to wear for their night out.“Well, yes? What’s wrong with it?”Santine looked at herself in the mirror, she looked nice. Her hair was in a messy bun and she had on moderate make-up and low-heeled sandals. The dress was cute. A pale blue with thin straps. It showed a bit of breast and hip but was not skanky.

• Taming the Hellbeast   Ch. 10: Them corsets were a bitch

  Jax had finished off another group of rogues, this time he had taken a prisoner he had thrown in a cell in his basement. He had listened in on the pack communication during their interrogations of the prisoners they had caught the week before, they had not really led to any useful information other than something was coming. If he had been there, he would have been able to read their minds and maybe get some information.He wanted to get more answers, he himself did not even know what was going on, and not knowing drove him mad.

• Taming the Hellbeast   CH. 9: Draw a picture it'll last longer

  The room was magnificent. Big and lavishly decorated but there was a looming about it; something cold and sinister over the lush interior. The walls were a dark brown brocade with gold trimmings. The canopy bed held a shining silk bedding of a shade of brown under the beige canopy. The curtains were thick and beige too over black sun blocking lining probably to match the bed and they were drawn closed to keep any light from entering the room. A wall to wall carpet in a beige and brown pattern covered the floor where ornated dressers were placed

• Taming the Hellbeast   Ch. 8: Come on, y*u old fuddy duddy

  The common room was not crowded for once, usually people would gather there to socialize and relax after their day, especially the ones without families came there for company. A few of the guys were playing video games or eating and goofing around. Some girls were giggling at something on their phones and Dora, the house mother, was cooking like always in the big kitchen connected with the common room.Dora was the best member of the pack in Santine’s opinion. She was an elderly lady who had lost her mate, many years earlier. She was not